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The rain hammered against the glass window while the clock struck twelve in the cold and silent drawing room. A single gold lamp cast long shadows across the velvet rug where the dead lord lay in frozen silence. Blood pooled around his pale throat like a dark river flowing toward the heavy mahogany door of the study. Detective Miller stepped inside the room and noted the smell of bitter almonds lingering in the damp midnight air. He looked at the broken vase on the floor and wondered who had dared to kill the wealthy old man. The butler stood trembling in the hallway while holding a silver tray that shook with a deep, hidden fear. No one had heard a sound, yet the victim had been strangled with a thin piece of black silk. Miller knelt beside the body and found a small, torn scrap of blue paper clutched in the cold hand. The mystery had begun tonight, and the killer was likely hiding somewhere within this gloomy and ancient stone house.