Run: 2026-09-02-01M1GSK28H97AQADS56YF1NHFF

Rain lashed against the windows of Blackwood Manor that night. Detective Sarah Chen arrived just before the stroke of midnight. Inside the great hall, a body lay cold and still. A single candle flickered beside the figure on the floor. Lord Edmund Ashworth had been stabbed twice in the darkness. The weapon, a silver letter opener, had vanished from sight. The housekeeper discovered the body while passing through the hall. Her terrified screams awakened the entire household within mere minutes. Now they stood gathered in the doorway, pale and trembling. Six guests had come for the annual winter house party. Each one harbored secrets that they desperately wanted to keep. One among them was surely a cold and calculating killer. Sarah noticed the grandfather clock frozen at eleven fifteen exactly. Someone had deliberately stopped its pendulum before fleeing the scene. Outside, howling winds had masked every sound that dreadful night. The storm had cut off the manor from the world. The killer was trapped inside with her until dawn came. Lightning flashed, illuminating six faces that watched her every move. Sarah pulled out her notebook and began writing everything down. This case would test every skill she had ever learned. The game had truly begun, and nobody would sleep tonight.