Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNFRWH70H29G6HDQQS497ZR

Thunder cracked overhead, shakingthe old manor's frame. Dr. Aris Thorne, a forensic expert, arrived alone. The rain lashed against the stained-glass windows, casting eerie light. No one answered his knock; the door stood open. A single rose lay on the welcome mat, fresh and red. Inside, a body lay still in the library's dim light. The victim's throat showed a deep, dark wound. A cryptic note rested beside the lifeless form. The clock struck midnight, echoing through the halls. Dr. Thorne knelt, examining the scene with care.