Run: 2026-09-10-01M25DX60TKK3CJFEY80A0ZWNS

The rain hammered the window while Detective Mara Voss silently stared at the dead body slumped across the marble floor. A crimson stain spread beneath the victim's chair, and now the silent grandfather clock had stopped at midnight exactly forever. Mara carefully knelt beside him, still noting the broken wine glass nearby and the faint perfume of deadly bitter almonds. The room immediately smelled of very stale wealth, oddly dusty old books, and something dangerous she could not quite name. On the oak desk, a half-empty glass of dark red wine still sat beside a single hastily crumpled note nearby. Mara alone once quietly read the single cryptic note: 'Meet me at midnight, or the cold truth dies with me.' She quickly looked toward the dark doorway, where only a silent shadow had apparently vanished just before her own arrival. Outside, distant thunder rolled loudly, and somewhere in the old mansion a single wooden floorboard creaked under unseen careful footsteps. Mara slowly drew her weapon, very certain the killer was still inside, now watching, waiting, and ready to strike again.