Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ9588JEPCGQ9VMYZDG5BKFM

The grand ballroom lay eerily silent, a stark contrast to its usual vibrant Saturday evening revelries and laughter. Policemen moved with almost supernatural quietness amidst the shattered crystal glassware scattered across the polished mahogany floor. A single, ornate candelabra had been violently overturned near the dark, sprawling, lifeless form of the unfortunate host. Detective Inspector Harding surveyed the macabre scene with eyes that had witnessed countless tragedies unfold before tonight. Crimson stained the antique Persian rug beneath the fallen figure, a stark, disturbing splash of vibrant, ghastly color. A chilling draft snaked through the vast, opulent room, carrying faint whispers of a terrible, unspeakable secret untold. The air hung thick with the metallic tang of fresh blood and an unsettling, profound sense of dread.