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Thick fog crawled slowly across the desolate, moonlit manor grounds. A grandfather clock struck midnight with three loud, echoing chimes. Detective Vance pushed open the heavy oak doors with caution. Lord Harrington lay motionless beside his overturned antique mahogany desk. Fresh crimson blood stained the expensive Persian rug beneath him. A shattered crystal glass rested near his cold, limp fingers. Bitter almond scents lingered heavily in the cold night air. Footsteps hurried down the dark hallway just outside the study.