Run: 2026-09-10-01M25DZV22V006TXB4KB4872KA

Rain hammered the mansion windows while Detective Mara Vale stepped through the grand front door, with her soaked coat dripping. A butler with pallid cheeks led her toward the library where the master lay dead beneath a crimson velvet throw. The victim's glassy eyes stared at the ceiling, and a silver letter opener pierced his chest deeply, without any doubt. Mara knelt beside him, noting the faint perfume of lilies and the overturned brandy glass near his pale right hand. The butler claimed he heard nothing, yet mud caked his shoes and his hands trembled when she asked about dinner. A storm sealed every road, trapping everyone inside with a killer among them, waiting for a perfect moment to strike. Mara looked at the locked window, then whispered that the murderer never left this room tonight and she smiled coldly. Outside, thunder cracked as the lights died, leaving Mara alone with a corpse and a liar in the sudden dark.