Run: 2026-07-09-01KX40B5QJ80ZHN3HN08A9AP4Q

At midnight, the lighthouse bell rang once, though its rope had been cut years before by someone careful. Inspector Vale arrived beneath hard rain, finding the keeper sprawled beside shattered glass and a silent revolver. His pockets held no keys, no letters, only a damp chess pawn carved from blackened whale bone. Outside, three guests waited nervously, each claiming they heard nothing except waves striking the cliffs below.