The Evil Blood Cult of Satin!

Mme. Theodora Gullyroot-Hodges-Masterson, though by no means the most fashionable woman in her social circle, nevertheless had sworn she would not be seen dead in anything so tasteless as ice-pink satin. It was because of this that, when her mutilated corpse was discovered, its knees bent backward, its arms torn from its torso and sewn to its buttocks, its eyes scooped out and replaced by handfuls of grape-flavoured jelly beans, the most shocking aspect thereof was the fact that the draperies she had been wrapped were of none other than the hateful satin pink shade itself. Her murder remains unsolved to this very day.