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The rain fell softly on the cobblestone street outside. Detective Harris stood silently, his coat damp from the evening mist. A single lamp flickered above the doorway of the old mansion. He stepped inside, his boots echoing across the polished wooden floor. The body lay motionless, sprawled beneath the grand chandelier in the foyer. Blood pooled beneath the corpse, stark against the pristine marble tiles. The detective knelt, examining the wound carefully with gloved, practiced hands. A shattered vase lay nearby, its fragments scattered like shattered glass. A faint scent of rose petals lingered in the air, oddly sweet. Harris glanced up, spotting a single muddy footprint on the rug.