Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE9J6V57B3QAW8ZYGQW4ZXQ

# The Last Guest Rain hammered the old mansion's windows like frantic fingers tapping. Detective Sarah Voss stepped inside, shaking water from her coat. The butler stood frozen, his face pale as ash. "Mr. Whitmore is dead," he whispered, voice trembling badly. Sarah nodded, already scanning the grand foyer's shadows. Twelve guests had arrived for dinner that stormy night. Now only eleven remained breathing within these cold walls. She climbed the marble staircase, her senses sharp and alert. The study door stood open, revealing a gruesome scene. Blood pooled beneath a body slumped across mahogany. Sarah exhaled slowly, murmuring, "Let the questions begin."