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Rain lashed against the tall windows while the heavy clock struck twelve in the silent and very dark old manor. A single candle flickered dimly near the broken body lying quite still upon the cold and polished wooden library floor. Blood pooled slowly around the victim like a dark and silent river flowing through the narrow cracks of the floor. Detective Miller stepped into the room and felt a sudden chill run down his tired and very worn old spine. The scent of expensive perfume lingered in the air alongside the sharp and metallic smell of fresh and spilled blood.