Run: 2026-07-07-01KWZ3H7Y5HNB9JWG96N87MYNR

The grand old mansion's library lay silent beneath the chandelier's dying candlelight on the cold night of winter's first fall. The butler stopped when he saw the body slumped over the desk with shock and hand flew to his mouth. A silver letter opener lay embedded in his chest, bloodstained and cruel, his face frozen in surprise at final moment. The detective arrived later, scanning and seeing drawn curtains and a single empty glass while looking for clue of struggle. No footprints were found in fresh snow outside the library window meaning the killer must still be inside the house. The detective looked at the butler and asked him where he had been that night, but he stammered in reply. A single blood-stained glove sat under the chair unseen by all until now, and the detective noticed it in silence.