Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXQAJTY27KD27HQ5GZ3E255

The grand estate loomed under storm clouds, its windows flickering with candlelight as guests arrived for dinner that evening. Detective Harlow adjusted his cufflinks, watching the butler’s stiff posture betray something far more sinister than polite hospitality. Lady Whitmore’s emerald necklace glinted too brightly, her laughter sharp enough to cut through the thick tension in the air. A sudden clatter from the library sent the footman scrambling, his pale face suggesting he already knew what lay beyond. The body sprawled across the Persian rug, a silver letter opener buried deep where the heart should have been beating. Blood pooled slowly, seeping into the fibers like whispers of secrets someone had desperately wanted to keep hidden forever. Each guest exchanged glances, their carefully practiced smiles crumbling under the weight of unspoken accusations hanging between them. The grandfather clock chimed midnight, its brass pendulum swinging like a noose over the room where death had just claimed another victim. Detective Harlow knelt beside the corpse, noticing the missing pocket watch—its absence a clue or a deliberate red herring left behind. Somewhere in the house, a floorboard creaked, the sound too deliberate to be dismissed as merely the wind’s restless sigh.