Run: 2026-03-18-01KM0AN249GE2A0S161NE7J15Z

Detective Maren Vale arrived at Orchard House at midnight tonight. Inside, servants whispered, while rain tapped windows like nervous fingers. The body lay sprawled beneath the grand staircase, silent still. A silver pocketwatch gleamed near his lifeless, stiffened hand. Captain Rusk announced theft rumors, though evidence remained scarce. Maren noted mud on boots, matching tracks toward conservatory doors. Upstairs, a locked study smelled of roses and gunpowder. Guests gathered anxiously, claiming innocence, yet avoiding direct questions. Maren traced cobwebbed fingerprints across the banister carefully, slowly. Then she discovered a torn glove, bearing initials only.