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The relentless rain hammered the cracked windows of Blackwood Manor as Detective Mara Ellison arrived there at precisely nine tonight. A butler with trembling hands opened the grand door and escorted her through the silent marble corridors beneath chandeliers gleaming. At the foot of the sweeping staircase lay the cold body of Lord Aldric Blackwood, lifeless beneath the flickering chandelier. His silver cane lay shattered beside him, and faint strange scratches lined the smooth polished marble floor on each side. Mara knelt carefully beside the victim, her trained sharp eyes already cataloguing every single detail she observed near the body. A shattered wine glass rested on the tall ornate mantle above, its crimson remnants still dripping slowly down the wall. The five suspicious family members stood together in the dimly lit parlor, each one wearing an expression of deep suspicion. The devoted butler wept quietly in the far dark corner, while Mrs. Blackwood tightly gripped her late husband's silk handkerchief. Each of them swore complete innocence, yet Mara noticed that three of them had fresh scratches upon their bare wrists. The old grandfather clock struck midnight as Mara slowly stood, knowing that the killer was already inside that very room.