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Rain tapped against windows while detectives gathered around the corpse. Nobody spoke; candlelight revealed crimson stains beneath the overturned chair. Inspector Vale studied footprints crossing silently toward the locked library door. Outside, thunder interrupted distant church bells mourning another vanished soul tonight. A silver locket rested beside one gloved, trembling hand there. Vale noticed fresh mud clinging beneath every polished fingernail carefully. Then someone whispered, “The murderer remains inside this house tonight.” Every detective turned toward the trembling servant holding bloody shears.