Run: 2026-09-02-01M1GVCWARVP3BY3JYNG8WFAHR

Rain hammered the old mansion. Lightning split the midnight sky. Inside, a woman started screaming. The maid discovered him first. Lord Ashworth lay quite dead. His eyes stared at nothing. A dagger pierced his chest. Candles still burned beside him. The study door was locked. No window showed any damage. The killer came from within. Detective Marsh arrived at midnight. Her boots left muddy prints. Seven guests had been invited. Only six remained for questioning. One had vanished without trace. Marsh studied the pale faces. Everybody claimed they were sleeping. Everybody, of course, was lying.