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Rain whispered against Blackwood Manor's windows that moonless November evening. Detective Mara Voss arrived carrying photographs, gloves, and unanswered questions. Inside, servants gathered silently beneath portraits watching everything unfold. A grandfather clock stopped precisely at twelve seventeen that night. Professor Alden Crane lay beneath it, smiling without his eyes. His right hand clutched a bloodstained key from nowhere nearby. No doors stood locked, yet nobody could explain his death. Mara noticed fresh mud surrounding every chair except one nearby. Then someone upstairs began slowly playing the dead professor's violin.