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The old lighthouse stood alone against the stormy sky. Margaret found the body just before the clock struck. Blood stained the wooden floorboards near the broken window. Nobody had heard a single scream throughout the night. The victim clutched a torn photograph in his hand. Rain hammered the glass as she reached for him. His cold eyes stared blankly toward the iron door. Margaret stepped back and knocked over a glass bottle. The sound echoed through every empty room in silence. She finally pulled out her phone and dialed nine.