Run: 2026-04-27-01KQ72762FC9YN5RAANTMT5K7G

The rain lashed against the window of the old manor. Detective Miller entered and saw blood pooling on the wooden floor. A scream echoed through the halls as the servant ran by. The victim lay face down near the fireplace with a blade. Everyone held their breath while staring at the corpse with fear. The butler whispered the door remained locked from the inside. A single red rose lay beside the victim's cold dead hand. Detective Miller knelt to examine the wound on the chest. "This looks like suicide," he muttered while checking the pulse. Suddenly the lights flickered and vanished, leaving everyone in dark. A voice from the shadows whispered, "One of you lies." Miller reached for his gun while others screamed in fear. The game began, and the killer watched from somewhere nearby. Miller raised his flashlight and swept the beam across faces. He saw three suspects standing close with masks of stone.