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The old lighthouse stood silent against the stormy night sky. Inside, the victim lay sprawled across the cold stone floor. Blood had pooled beneath his head in a dark crescent. His fingers still clutched a torn piece of white fabric. Mara knelt down beside him and studied the scene carefully. Something about the room felt deliberately staged, almost too theatrical. The victim's pocket watch had stopped at exactly twelve midnight. But Mara knew the killer wanted them thinking that way. Outside, the waves crashed against rocks with a relentless fury. The ferry would not return until dawn, trapping everyone here. Whoever killed him was still waiting somewhere on this island.