Run: 2026-02-24-01KJ8V99MMNEDTEH9NK02XS7V9

The old lighthouse stood at the edge of the cliff, its pale beam sweeping across the dark and restless sea. Detective Clara Morse arrived just after midnight, her coat soaked through and her breath forming clouds in the cold air. A young uniformed officer met her at the iron gate, his pale face already wearing the hollow look of shock. The body had been found inside the keeper's quarters, sprawled across the cold floor in a way suggesting deliberate murder. Clara knelt carefully beside the victim, a man she immediately recognized as the town's most beloved and fiercely reclusive historian. His eyes were fixed open, staring at the ceiling where someone had drawn a single, perfect red circle in chalk. Clara stood and slowly turned to the officer, asking one quiet question that would define every hour of the investigation. Who knew, she whispered, that this man held the one secret the entire town had struggled so desperately to bury?