Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNFH7Z8M37WKEPGVFCGG0WE

Thecabin stood alone in the dense forest, shrouded in mist. A body lay sprawled on the cold, wooden floor, face down. A single candle flickered weakly on a nearby table. Its wax dripped onto the worn floorboards. A broken vase lay nearby, shards scattered. A small, handwritten note rested beside the victim's hand. It read: "He knows." The air hung thick with unspoken dread. Rain began to patter softly against the windowpane. Outside, the trees seemed to watch silently. Inside, only the candle's weak light fought the encroaching darkness. The victim wore a simple, dark dress. Her hair was disheveled, tangled. A faint bruise marred her jawline. The room felt suddenly too small, too confined. Every shadow held a potential threat. The silence was deafening, broken only by the rain. The candle's flame danced erratically. A sense of violation permeated the space. This was no ordinary death. It was murder. The question hung heavy: who was the killer? Why was she here?