Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXQCTS3S229XG5A8NEE74E9

The rain fell hard against the old mansion’s windows. Detective Cole stepped inside, his coat dripping onto the floor. A single candle flickered in the dimly lit hallway ahead. The butler stood frozen, his face pale with unspoken dread. "She’s dead," he whispered, pointing toward the locked study door. A shattered glass lay near the body, glinting under faint light. The victim’s hand clutched a torn note, ink smeared by rain. Outside, thunder roared as if mourning the lost soul. Cole knelt down, examining the lifeless fingers for clues. No one heard the killer slip away into night.