Run: 2026-09-23-01M37Q50G2M84AFC3C2PHG302R

The fog rolled over Blackwood Manor like a gray shroud. Inspector Clara Hayes stepped from her car into the mud. A single candle burned in the highest window above her. The butler waited at the door, his face deathly pale. "Lord Ashford is in the library," he whispered to her. Clara followed him down a corridor lined with old portraits. Their painted eyes seemed to track every step she took. The library doors stood open, and cold air spilled out. Lord Ashford sat slumped in his chair by the fire. A silver letter opener was buried deep in his chest. Strangely, the fire was dead and the ashes stone cold. Clara knelt beside the body and noticed something even stranger. In his rigid fingers lay the torn queen of spades. Behind her, the butler spoke in a low, trembling voice. "That is the third card this month, Inspector," he said.