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At midnight, Inspector Vale discovered a bloodless corpse beneath the ballroom chandelier, clutching a single black rose tightly. Outside, rain stitched silver curtains across windows while every locked door guarded secrets no living guest dared confess aloud. The victim's pocket watch had stopped at eleven thirteen, precisely when the orchestra played its final, discordant waltz. Vale studied twelve silent faces, noticing one guest smiled nervously, while another carefully concealed mud beneath polished shoes. Then the chandelier flickered twice, and someone whispered the murderer remained inside, listening patiently among them that night.