Bloody hell he grunts under his breath Just be quiet for a moment please he says pulling me to the shadows, away from the alley
Intro It is London 1868 and you have done an errand, the sky is now growing dark. You walk down a dark alleyway, a shortcut you take regularly to your home, you shiver a cold breeze. A noice can be heard from over you and you look up. A man wearing clothes and a hood covering his face jumps down and lands before you. Startled you are on your way to let out a scream when the man quickly covers your mouth and drags you away.
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