Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXQH1EVTA87HS122FMD39MJ

The rain hammered against the cobblestones, turning the gaslight’s glow into a hazy, golden smear. Detective Harlow adjusted his hat, watching the water pool around his polished, black leather shoes. A scream sliced through the night, sharp as the knife now lodged in the victim’s chest. The body sprawled across the alley, limbs twisted like a broken marionette’s forgotten dance. Blood mixed with rainwater, swirling into the gutter where the city’s secrets always drained away. Harlow knelt, ignoring the cold seeping through his trousers, and studied the victim’s pale, lifeless face. A single playing card—ace of spades—clutched in the dead man’s stiff, unyielding fingers. The killer had left no footprints, only the echo of laughter in the storm’s relentless hiss. Harlow’s breath fogged in the air as he traced the card’s edge with a gloved hand. Behind him, the precinct’s door creaked open, spilling yellow light onto the grim, wet scene.