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The rain fell hard on the old, cobbled street. Detective Clarke sighed, staring at the bloodstained doorstep. A single glove lay crumpled near the victim’s feet. The flickering lamplight cast long shadows across the scene. She knelt, examining the knife wedged between two bricks. A faint whisper of perfume lingered in the damp air. The victim’s face was frozen in silent, wide-eyed horror. Clarke’s notebook filled with quick, precise sketches and notes. A distant clock struck midnight, its chime eerily hollow. Something about this case felt wrong, deeply and unnaturally.