Run: 2026-05-10-01KR91EHP43E85GF147G1A52YQ

Rain lashed against the panes of the dark manor house. A dead man lay sprawled across the plush red rug. One silver knife was buried deep in his pale chest. Inspector Thorne walked slowly toward the scene of the crime. He noted the smell of almonds hanging in the air. A shattered glass lay broken near the cold, limp hand. The heavy curtains were drawn shut against the morning light. No signs of a struggle marked the tidy study room. A torn letter rested on the desk of the deceased. Only one word was written in a strange red ink.