Assassin's Creed syndicate😎😎😎

Welcome to my broadcast. Um, uh, so today I'm a little bit tired, so I'm a little bit off, but we will continue. We're only 5% done with the game. So we still got a lot more to do. Uh, yeah, but honestly, I'm just going to like wait for people to join.

Honestly, yeah. Yeah, so, okay. All right, cool.

All right. Um, yeah, so back to what I was saying. Sorry. Um, yeah, so far, you know, when I looked at it, it didn't look that bad. Assassin's Creed Syndicate, a lot of people say that it's not good, but honestly, I I think it's really a good game. Okay, now we're back.

Aye, you bastard! I'd rather throw myself to the tracks than run Bertha another mile for that dirty bull bike.

Kellogg? He's left the station.

Well, hello, fancy pants. And who might you be?

I'm Evie Frye, and this is my brother Jacob Frye.

Pleased to meet you. I'm Agnes McBean.

A delight.

I thought I was getting a promotion. I suppose I'm out of work now.

Come work for us instead.

I ain't buying your heat.

You pay better than scraps?

I'm sure we can at least match that.

Then may I present to you Agnes and Bertha, Lady and Locomotive, at your service. I'll be in the next car.

A hideout on the rails. What an excellent idea.

Yes, it all worked out rather well. Now, I would like to follow up a lead on Jacob. This is serious.

I'm not doing anything until this gets fixed.

I believe I know someone who can help with that.

I knew you would, Greenie.

So a mite of money goes a mickle bit in this city. Think of the power of good you can do with the purse you bring. You talk of restoring London? Well, now's your chance. That there map shows who to speak to. Oh, friends, if you will. Give me a whiff of that sterling and maybe you can save us all from having to lay down our knife and fork afore we're ready.

No, enough shop talk.

Wellington said there was someone he wanted you to meet.

That's the last mistake you'll ever make. Hold out! Ah!

Oh, oh. Fucker off home before I snap your neck.

The law's on your case.

Try anything, I'll give you an egg. I'll catch you a flyer. Where are you, son of a bitch? I'll gut you, you little sawfish! I see someone. He's right there.

I have a little present for you.

Won't you come out and open it?

When I fought— I'll count to 3.

1, 2, 2 and a half, 3. Ah! I just wanted to have a couple shiny things to look at.

What's the arm there? I'm ready when you are. Help!

Someone!

Now, now, no need to be hasty. Let's go! That's the way. Walk on, girl. Whoa now, keep moving.

I'll take it easy on him.

Thank you.

Not so fast.

I don't have time. The street's closed. Thank you for your business.

No, you ain't. What'd she say? Not a worthy Templar, they say. Something must be done about him. Just seen someone get killed.

Intimidating to say the least.

A perfectly good Templar too, his brother was.

I carry at my command, and now this? There's no justice in the world.

Wait, why did you say damn?

Oh yeah, it just takes practice.

Oh yeah, you're right, he is long gone.

Should we trade off for a bit?

What do we have here? You better keep your distance if you know what's good for you.

You just run along now. Now, what could that be?

Everything you need. You think you're safe from me over there? She can't be up to much good. Come on down now. A best customer you are.

Need help surviving the streets?

Oh, blast them!

Alec, whatever is the matter?

I have been intercepting nothing but poppycock propaganda about soothing syrup and whatnot. No, I swear to high heavens, if Starrix's monopoly continues—

Alec, I beg your pardon? These are friends of mine, Evie Frye and her brother Jacob. Oh, um, Alexander Graham Bell, linguist, inventor, and technical expert. Alec, I have something of a favor to ask you.

Can you fix this?

Oh, looks like the casing is cracked. Oh, comes apart.

I see.

Could have used one of these to fit my fuses on top of Big Ben.

Alec is installing a new telegraph line for our Free Press Association to combat the Staric Telegraph Company.

Now, if I can mend the fuses connecting independent lines from Big Ben, Staric will be weakened. Only we are somewhat at a handicap, and Oh, I've removed the mechanism so it may work with your bracer.

I'll put it to use immediately.

Jacob, wait. Mr. Bell, allow me to help you with your fuses.

Oh, you will not find me too proud to accept, Miss Frye. Oh, we can use my carriage if you'd be so good as to hold the reins on.

I'll take that.

Um, I can help you. Oh, Miss Frye, I am so glad you could assist me.

You really ought to be here by now.

So, Mr. Bell, what inventions are you concocting?

I intend to develop Phonetic telegraph that does not just convey dots and dashes, Miss Fry, but the human voice.

Phonetic telegraph? Hmm, sounds a bit of a mouthful. You could just call it a telephone.

Telephone?

How bizarre.

Anyway, as I was saying earlier, the press has become entirely dependent on the Static Telegraph Company.

Which is why Mr. Green has asked you to set up a free line.

Yes. What is more, other small independent companies have had their lines sabotaged, and they have little means of finding any broken fuses, which are to be found on top of Big Ben.

Correct.

Especially as one needs a special government pass to get through the guards.

Easy.

They will not be a problem. I'll repair the fuses. Lovely view.

Don't let her get away!

Okay, I fell asleep on that one. Holy shit, I fell out. What the fuck? All right, but I'm not gonna fall asleep. I don't know why I fell asleep. What the fuck?

All set. That should do it.

Whatever she's doing there, I want no part of it. Looks like she's planning to surprise her mate. There you are. Come on, eh.

Oh my eyes. Oh my God, today it's not my day today. Okay, you know what, fuck this. You got this.

Oh my God, I'm so fucking Tired.

Thank you very much, Miss Frye. I will now be able to continue with the installation of the new line.

If there's anything else I can do to help.

Certainly, please do come and visit. Oh, uh, I was toying with this device and have noted down the formula for you. It's not perfect yet, but by golly, it works!

Maybe a little too well.

What are you looking for?

There's nothing here for you, Bobby. I've made a huge mistake. Back to ground! You can make or break any man with news, even the top knobs. And how'd you work that out? Take Mr. Gladstone. Everyone knows he's— Oh no, she's gonna stick! Ah, skinny like a rabbit. She's in my sights! Knock her dead! She won't get away!

This way!

Wait till I get home!

You'll get—

wait for her!

What the devil is going on over there? This is outright uncouth. We live in a civilized society.

Now, I shouldn't have to remind you of That. Ah, Miss Frye.

Uh, I was just showing Jacob the first message was received via the Mended Lens. Oh, you can keep the rope launcher, by the way. We've managed to procure another one for your brother. Excellent work. Thank you again.

You're very welcome, Mr. Bell.

We can now defend the principle of impartial news and free speech.

Free is fair, but free and brief is far better.

Haha!

Ah, Fry, such caustic wit.

And on that note, we must depart.

Oh, uh, good fortune to you both. Call on me at any time.

Now that we've finished with that distraction—

Who is that? Oh, you mean you don't know?

Beautiful train you got here. Miss McBean was just telling me all about her. Name's Ned.

How do you do?

I won't take up more of your time. Uh, if you want to learn a thing or two about the finest transit systems in the world, you could find me at this address.

Let us return to locating the Piece of Eden.

We need to reclaim London from Starrock.

Who are my targets?

It's not time for that yet.

I didn't come to London to hunt curios.

First understand the Dark, only then become the Dancer.

Oh, so you're taking over where Father left off.

Someone has Evie, finding the Precursor artifact will give us an insight into what the Templars intend. Jacob, I have information about Starck's associates that should be of use to you.

Here.

This soothing syrup has become the only medicine available in Lambeth. It bears the Templar Grand Master's name.

About time for a visit to the doctor.

I don't see that cure arriving anytime soon.

And what exactly will you be doing, might I ask?

You know very well, tracking down the Piece of Eden.

Enjoy your studies. I'll be out killing Templars.

Don't you have a nicer outfit than that?

Ah, another exciting night home for Evie Frye.

Just on my way out, actually. I found the Piece of Eden.

What's this one going to do, hmm? Heal the sick? Deflect bullets?

Control the populace?

They're dangerous objects, Jacob, especially in Templar hands.

Oh, you sound exactly like Father.

If only. Lucy Thorne is expecting shipment tonight. She's Derek's expert in the occult. He's certain she is receiving the Piece of Eden Sir David Brewster mentioned.

Sounds like fun. Mind if I join you?

Promise you will stick to the mission.

I swear.

The contents of that box are worth more than your life and those of your entire family. Do you understand?

Yes, Miss Thorne. Careful there, and double the guard on that cart.

Now, Miss Thorne, there's the matter of some papers for Mr.

Staric.

If you'll just come this way.

Very well. But make it quick. Whatever it is she's after, it's in that chest.

There are gunmen on the rooftops.

Can you dispose of them before I reach the cart?

I was hoping for a challenge.

Hey, why not?

It's quite enough. Tonight, did you see the look on her face?

Whatever we're guarding, I bet it's unnatural. You think you can beat I need help in fighting this woman.

Aah!

Years of practice, my yellow fellow assassins.

Dead. No doubt about it.

I have a feeling I'm no longer welcome here.

Hello, hello, hello!

I do hope you right— you right loud in here!

Did you find it?

Actually, there he is.

I think it's best we leave.

What did you do? It's hardly the time for questions.

Whoa, come on!

What are we supposed to do with papers?

Read them. If only we had the time. I don't have enough bullets.

You really want to fight? Come over here, I've got more.

Just keep shooting.

Get us out of this and I might find out. We need to get this crate back to a safe place. As a guess, I'd say kill us both.

Over here!

Jacob, I said you avoid me! Would you hold this more carefully?

You're endangering the documents!

Oh, what documents? That's better. I just stop right here. My sister will give you a whooping.

Come right on up the car.

My sister can talk through it too.

Slowly, slowly.

You're going to have to jump.

What about the chest?

Slowly, slowly. Jump now!

I'm so, so confused.

What the fuck just happened? There was so much going on.

What are we supposed to do with papers?

Read them. If only we had the Time.

Come over here. Stop it.

That's a good Come try and knock us off the car, sir. My system's gone solid still.

What?

Stay off.

Then where's your piece of Eden?

Get us out of this and I might find out. I need cartridges.

You're mine.

Oh bro, did the brother get stuck? Are you kidding me? I'm shooting them, but this nigga crashed. This is the worst twin brother ever.

Would you drive a little more carefully?

You're endangering the document.

Oh my God, perhaps you'd rather I just stop right here.

Easy, easy, we're right behind you.

My sister will give you a lot of Wait till you can't hit my sister!

Stop it! I don't have enough bullets.

What are we supposed to do with— We need to get this crate back to a safe place. What do you think I'm trying to do?

I don't know, I'd say kill us both. Steady on. That's a girl.

Jacob, careful!

What is it?

It's papers, Jacob. Documents. Research.

We're going to have to jump. What about the chest?

Leave it. Jump now!

Well, that was fun. Thanks for the invitation. Let's do it again.

Damn it.

Not going to lie, I would look annoyed like that too. Do you see how annoyed she looks right now? She's like, I lost those fucking documents because of my stupid twin brother. I feel you, I'll feel you, I feel you.

We fixed up the train for you. Lack of paint, new rugs from Camden Lock, and my wee sister the seamstress did a discount on the curtains.

What an enjoyable day, what with Miss Thorne and the papers and all. Simply delightful. Fetching outfit, I must say.

What are they, bitch? I rip your empty head off. Look no further. Please make sure to come again. If you change your mind, you know where to find me.

Pleased to find a woman.

Don't worry, dear, I won't tell anyone.

When I get over there, you'll wish you'd never been born.

Mustn't panic.

Mustn't panic. We need to tread lightly. We can't risk losing our supply. If they find out I've been letting you lot in, I'll get sacked from the zoo. And that won't be the worst of it either. Another brew, and two for Charlie. You're too kind, you ugly— Your performance today was staggering, dear sister. I'm at my best when they struggle. Never, never, never shall be We need to tread lightly for the next month. Maybe we can't risk losing our supply. If they find out I've been letting you lot in, I'll get sacked from the zoo. And that won't be the worst of it either. Mm-hmm.

Another brew, and two for Charlie. My—

Okay, now I know not to do that. Okay.

It's bad magic.

Another brew and two for Charlie.

You have an intruder!

You're too kind, you ugly bastard. Your performance today was staggering, dear sister. I'm at my best when they struggle. Stop that trespasser! Stop it!

Say the word, I'll fire!

You're embarrassing yourself! I don't think you're getting away with that just because you're over there.

That's the way. Yeah.

And surprises me. Don't try to get away from me. It won't work. I'll crush you like a bloody insect.

He's moving.

No, it wasn't me.

Not guilty.

Beg your pardon? You! You're the one!

I assure you, we've never met.

Is this a prize fight you mean?

You bet your eyes and ears it is, my lord.

My lady.

The name's Robert Topping.

Best bookie in all of London at your disposal. Well, second best, but me mum says Don was a bit of a nincompoop. Anyhow, I can show you a vast array of exciting things, from prize fights to carriage races.

I think we can afford to spend a little time here.

Thank goodness!

I thought I was going to die of boredom.

Now, into the ring with you.

Come on, who's next? Who's next? Oh, you want some? All right, let's go, let's go! Oh, look at that, look at that! Oh, you next? Weave! All right, let's go! Oh, oh, let's go, let's go! Bitch, bitch, go to sleep, bitch! I'm dead. Let's go, let's go!

Oh!

My God, keep on distracting me while I'm fighting people.

Weave!

Oh, let's go! Please sit your ass down.

Come on, you next.

Sit your ass down.

Who's next? Oh, nope.

Come on, get your ass—

get—

sit, sit your big ass down.

And good fight, my lord. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a new champion.

You look like you could use an adventure.

Sign up with Oh, I had fun already.

You guys suck.

Why don't you take a break?

I'mma fight as the girl.

All right, let's go. I'mma fight as the girl.

Ladies and gentlemen, you may want to place your bets on this fine contestant. Incredible match. Come again sometime, you hear? I'm gonna knock your teeth in. Oh, just try to stop me. You could do better than that. You'll pay for that.

Don't you know it's not nice to jump on a lady? You about to get jumped by a lady. You guys go and sit your ass down.

What a spectacular fight, my lady. My friends, she Hear as loud as you might for our new champion! You there, think you can challenge a couple of brutes and climb your way to the top?

I'm dead now. You trying to be dangerous?

Okay.

Bless her, she's gone scatterbrained. places with that form. This neighborhood is falling apart.

People are turning into animals.

She's a bit old for hide and seek, isn't she?

This is— my God, this is Michel Rouge's vault!

Michael Rouge's vault? It can't be.

You have no idea who that is, do you?

I'm the foggiest.

He was an assassin. Father had one of his books. Legend says he found some fabulous treasure near Bath that drove him mad. He locked it away beneath London in a vault that could only be opened by a set of special musical boxes.

Special musical boxes? Now who's mad?

Bugger, what's going on now?

That's close enough.

Moving, you stupid animal! How'd you do again? How'd you do? Yeah, horsey!

Yeehaw!

Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna whip you!

Move it faster!

Come on, come on, faster!

Come on! Move it! Move it! Come on!

Hello, I got a destination to get to. Damn, that horse, he got the whipping.

He was like, hiya! Hey, ah, Jacob!

Uh, Miss, uh, Fry, good to see you. Oh, have you seen Starlick's latest lies?

Lies in a newspaper?

What transpired from the new line you're establishing?

Oh, the cables we ordered never arrived, and then we intercepted this— a message mentioning cargo seized at College Wharf.

Then let's unseize it.

Oh, uh, wait, another intercepted wire contained the recipe for a powerful hallucinogenic serum. I've adapted this dart mechanism to work with your bracers.

Alec, you're a genius.

Well, that patently is untrue, although I've also discovered that the serum adopts a form of a gas when subjected to heat.

Just when I think you can't surpass yourself.

This place is full of them. Just look the other way. Shit!

Huh! Rather embarrassing, but I'm afraid I won't have the money for you in time.

I'm a bit short, you see. Embarrassing. Sure, you understand. Can't do anything about it. I'm not working another place. Let's go, my No!

There's trouble on the docks, lads.

We need to get this lot to Sparrow now.

We're done here.

No! Poison. I'm sure Mr. Bell will find this most interesting. Go on! Faster! Move it! Come on, come on, faster, jump, come on, easy go.

Careful there, Mr. Bell.

Every worthwhile endeavor is fraught with dangers, my dear friends. None more so than yours. But you have triumphed once again.

How do you know?

We have entered the age of communication, remember? We've already received word from Greenwich that the shipment has arrived safely, thanks to you.

Have you discovered what else is in that shipment?

Indeed.

Um, I'm afraid that Starlock's poison has found its way onto the open market.

If he believes that will stop us, he's mistaken.

Oh my God, this game is light work. It's really good, the fighting.

It's all he drinks. Your syrup is liquefying him. He's turning him simple-headed.

Now, look now, you are scaring away my customers. Why don't you bugger off, or I'll give you something to remember me by.

You can't talk to me like that, you little gutteling.

What's all this then?

Oh, shut up!

If you'll excuse me, madam.

I beg your pardon?

Tell me where the syrup originates.

All I know is they make a run each day between the Casamatas and the asylum. Cut it out, you shit boys! No one's got any manners. Uncouth sods they are. Shit bollocksing bloody loutlets.

Come along, we have work to do. Right, let's go.

Slow down now. Why don't you settle down?

Prepare for volley.

Come on now.

Right, that'll be all. Let's find out where that syrup is made, shall we?

Don't come any closer. The forest needs chopping.

Make room for progress.

Hold on, girl.

Think I'm afraid? Think again.

The man in charge of the syrup distribution runs a fighting club at the foundry.

Are you tired of breaking your back in factories all day?

There you are. Oh, did you see that?

Now that's what I'm talking about!

Come on, you blooming luscious!

Oh, that must have hurt! Not so tough now, are we?

Boy, boy. I am beginning to fear for my safety.

I have a sudden urge to be any place else. What is the meaning—

Get out!

He's a stranger in a lonely state.

I'll chop your head if you try that again.

Where is the syrup, mate? Speak now or forever hold your—

The distillery.

It's a large building beside the brewery.

Now to stop soothing syrup production once and for all.

Maybe you'll change your attitude if I come over there. Maybe you shall now when I break these traps out.

You ain't showing me this.

Keep a sharp eye out, lads. Someone's targeting our network. The distillery might be next.

This will complicate things.

What the hell was that?

This old city's gone mad as ass. Bloody ridiculous what people think is fair and decent behavior. Sure, knock down whoever you want in the street. Come out now, motherfucker!

What's that noise?

Let's find out. Turn around and have a nice bloody day. Let's give it out, you filthy cow. He's not leaving in one place.

Ready to fight if you need me, Jacob.

You should not go about frightening respectable gentlemen, young man.

I didn't realize snooping around was considered gentlemanly.

Snooping, sir? I assure you— Keep vigilant.

Quick, inside!

That was too close a call. You young man gave me quite a fright. I thought you were one of them. But I realize now why you're here. Same reason I am, I imagine.

I imagine.

I believe I found something, young man.

Rather impressive contraption, wouldn't you say?

I've seen bigger.

Datura stramonium, or devil's snare as it is commonly called. That goes into the syrup.

An opium, no less.

Revolting.

Absolutely sickening.

A favorable way to proceed, wouldn't you agree? Find a way out of here quickly! What about the other valves? Take a wild guess. Very well. Heads up, we have an intrusion! We got a visitor! Slow it down! I need that. I was getting bored. Every man for himself!

Well done, dear boy.

Well done. Charles Darwin. Delighted to make your acquaintance.

Jacob Fry. The pleasure's all mine.

While you were busy wreaking havoc, I found this. It indicates that a sample of every batch has been sent to Lambeth Asylum.

I wonder if it's visiting hours. Don't be so hasty, Mr. Fry.

Many people work at Lambeth.

You wouldn't want to attract unwanted attention. And what's the fun in that?

Not every problem can be solved by blowing things sky high.

Sometimes a little discretion is in order.

It's getting late. I will meet you at the asylum to continue our investigation. Hey, piss off before I break your leg!

Eggs. What's all that?

Sleep on the floor with an empty belly? Nothing but the ice. Do come.

Give my regards to Mr. Green when you see him.

What are you waiting for? Don't just attack her one at a time.

Goodbye. Ah! Make me proud, mates!

Playing hide and seek, Richie.

Oh my God, normal people don't hide about like that.

Just seen someone get killed.

I win this time.

I'm just a poor boy.

Please, nobody loves me.

God's sake, someone gets a top before my very eyes and I can't turn me head. This is trespassing! You have my help!

For God's sake, someone gets touched before my very eyes and I've got to turn the head.

I don't bloody believe it.

I must be dreaming. Help!

Someone! My word, what on earth just happened?

I must be dreaming. Help! Someone! Happy for no one. That's just a lonely tribe.

I do more than they ever will. Thanks, sods. There you go.

There you are.

Move it faster!

Come on, jump!

Go on, that's it. Oh goodness. Let's get to it then.

Wait till I get hold of you!

Don't kill me, please! Mom, I'm sick.

She needs me.

Oh, I'm coming in there with you.

More gold, my beauty! You cheeky sod! What should I get now? Get away!

Who's a good horse?

You are.

Drink fire.

Mm.

I knew you'd show.

My warmest welcome. It's our business to keep London in balance, monitoring shipments by road, sea, and rail. Our biggest problem: the Blighters. If you could rid us of them, I'd be ever so grateful.

It would make London safer.

You find anything that sparkles, it's yours.

I do love a bit of sparkle.

The aura of death surrounds thee both.

Get thee behind me!

Alas, these days stupidity is all too prevalent. You know, I never asked your names when we last met.

I'm Evie Frye, and this is my brother Jacob.

Tell me, do you believe in ghosts?

Not particularly.

Yes, I'm Skeptical myself. Here we are in the world's most advanced city, yet its citizens are so enthralled to the supernatural they leave themselves vulnerable to charlatans. Which is why I joined the Ghost Club, the first society in the world to look systematically at the phenomenon. Because truth, like a spirit, must be cajoled before it will reveal itself. Will you join us?

Sounds absolutely ridiculous.

Why not?

It does sound intriguing.

Splendid. I have your first case. There's been some disturbing reports about a series of assaults in Lambeth. People claim they're being attacked by an age-old demon.

You think you can just walk around Blighter Turf? That's nothing to worry about.

I'll do anything you want if you save me. Anything.

Oh goodness, you must be treating—

I will kick your ass!

What are you up to? Get your referee there!

We'll be feasting tonight, we will.

Much thanks. Hi, I will come over there and I will arrest you.

Good.

Don't try to hide from me over there. I'll get you.

What are you scared of? I've had enough of you, boy!

At last, I found you!

Right between his shoulder blades.

It was horrible. Glowing eyes, huge claws, and his laugh. Luckily, he was frightened away by some passersby. Somebody has to do something before he attacks another.

Why?

Shut up, it's not me.

He is praying. Tricks. I'll rip your head off this way.

I see him. Oof.

Mm.

What in hell, Snape? Does he know he looks like a nut?

Someone must have played Lamborghini.

Do you think it's a car?

Am I going to have to teach you some manners? Another step. What are you doing?

I had your support.

Find another job. Come on now. Something going on? Oh, fuck me! Oh shit. Oh no!

It's never that easy.

I have you now.

I could kill you from here. Claw marks on the walls. I have you now. You think the street will protect you from me?

There's a hilltop slave beneath You best escape, my son. Creamy in the milk of pearl tomorrow. I've made a huge mistake. My hand has a mind of its own. It's compelling me to do this. Sorry, sorry, it's not me, I swear.

No luck yet? I'll help.

Look at me, Daddy-o! You should owe me a pony. Off you go now. We let that murdering shitstain go. I'll catch you like a fish.

Out of the way, warehouse. Lots of guards, masked lunatic inside. This is the bloody life.

I have had enough time to kill you.

You know who I am?

Just try to stop me.

Get away!

I believe that should help you greatly. Come look at my wares! Something will definitely be of interest to you. Good God! Come now, I see that glint in your eye. You're in the mood to shop. Everything you've ever wanted, right here.

I've done a bit of hiding myself. Frustration!

Someone's been slain!

Come quickly! You! Who are you?

I am our force. The Kamoflondin are a baseless animal, and we treat them as such. We take our inspiration from death. We know how to treat the lower classes. That's what you get for trifling with the enemy. You're stuck for—

You are new. Come, look at my web!

If you need anything else, you know where to find me.

Aah!

Run along now.

Calm down.

You have excellent taste.

Gotta go.

Come on, move it!

Slowly now. I have never done you wrong, sir.

Never, I say. Mr. Owen, you are truly the most insufferable fellow I have ever had the misfortune to count among my acquaintances. Mr. Dickens was right, foul weather wouldn't know where to hide.

You— Mr.

Duffield, you and I may not agree, but I shall never say you're wrong. Never, I say. Mr. Ogle, you are truly the most insufferable fellow I have ever had the misfortune to count among my acquaintances. Mr. Dickens was right. I have told you before, sir, I had nothing to do with that anonymous article. Nothing, I say. That is a lie, sir, and you know it. I don't have time for this nonsense.

Nonsense?

It is my name and reputation you have willfully besmirched, sir. My very name.

Bah!

Drive, Damuel, drive! That is Richard Owen, a vile, despicable wretch of a man.

Really? I could have sworn you were close friends.

Mr. Owen works at the asylum.

He will know who made the syrup. Get him! Get him! Faster!

Go on! Let's go. Oh, my God. Keep moving.

Steady on.

Stay away from that demonic carriage. Walk on, girl. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's the way.

Here I come! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's a girl. Who's a good horse?

You are.

Easy now.

Doing fine.

That's the way.

Slow down.

Pegasus! Whatever Darwin is paying you, it's not worth it. Do you realize how much trouble you're— I've always wondered how much of a beating this type of vehicle could take. Coming through!

Walk on, girl.

I just have a few questions for you, sir. Whatever it is Darwin wants, I will not give in. Coming through! What about Staric's soothing serum?

Soothing serum?

Fibrosis, kidney injury, and panacea. Next stop, the River Thames. Better speak now, old man. Next stop, the River Hands! Better speak now, old man! Stop, for pity's sake, stop, or I will tell you everything I know! Easy does it. Dr. Elliotson! Dr. John Elliotson! He formulated the elixir! He's the man you want, not me! I beg you, good sir, stop this madness!

Now, was that so On.

Yes! Easy, girl.

Easy.

Good day, sir. I'll behave, yeah?

Thanks, still. This is London. She's acting a bit odd, but still, this is London after all.

Ready yourself, 'cause I'm coming over.

Buster, move it!

Come on! Stop!

Faster!

Easy, easy.

Get back here and get—

Let's go!

What the. Slow down now. I'll crush you like a bloody insect.

You seem tired, friend. Everything all right?

No rest for the wicked, Charlie.

Today's Ghost Club investigation involves a carriage It's said to be covered with gold leaf, dazzling passersby when the sun shines. Naturally, it's rumored to be—

I presume this was once used to carry the mail.

If we can find it.

Oh, that actually looks remarkably comfortable. What the devil?

The lights are out.

Who's a good horse? You are. Yeah.

Who's there? Are you a friend?

Yes, madam.

Don't worry, you're safe.

Oh, you saved me! That wretch would have forced me to marry him within the hour. I must return home. Oh, his accomplices will surely murder you. Quickly, we have not a moment to lose.

Right you are, miss.

That's a girl. Easy does it. That's the way.

We've lost them. Thank you, you have been a great help. Will you please take me home? I owe you my thanks. You have gone to a great deal of trouble for someone you don't even know. What is your name?

Jacob Fry, miss. Steady on.

You have preserved my honor and saved my life. I am Elizabeth. Won't you climb down and sit beside me so that I might see your face?

Miss, where are you?

You look as though you're just about to collapse. What on earth has happened?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Wait there while I shop with my action.

Here's naked.

I taste cat, you rank! No, it's mutton, I promise you.

What's that over there? Come on, you silly man!

Come look at my wares. Something will definitely be of interest. You do me a good turn. Thank you. Wait, this place is full of them. Just look the other way.

There's been a spate of rather intriguing thefts about town recently.

Robberies in London are hardly supernatural events.

They look like common robberies at first, but these perpetrators have all claimed to have been under the influence of some supernatural power. I'm not so foolish as to forget that criminals will spin any yarn.

To avoid the law.

However, these thieves all proffer the same defense. They say they were being controlled by a demon. Will you make some inquiries? One of our demon-possessed mobsmen is being held behind bars at this very moment.

You may want to begin your search there.

Mary's white at home, of course there'll be storming. Never mind the abuse, you have the excuse you went to Covent Garden in the morning. Mary's open strong, Mary's white at home, of course there'll be storming. Never mind the abuse, you have the excuse you went to Covent Garden in the morning. You went on I was in the war, you know.

Oh really?

Which one? I was a gunner at Sebastopol.

How fascinating.

And for you?

I have a confession to make.

That's real money. Is it good?

That's not to say you both have bad necks. No, she's not there anymore.

Another turning point for the state of London. What's that man done?

Robbed the pawnbroker's down the road.

A demon made me do it. I can't remember much. That's what's so queer. I've never stolen anything in my life before.

Let's pretend that I believe you. Tell me who made you do it.

All I can recall is a silver watch swinging in midair.

It was held by someone or something.

A dark presence whispering.

I could only see its eyes.

A demon. Several good points.

It certainly cuts to the heart of the match.

What's happening over there?

It's really as simple as Looks like trouble.

I must protect my sources. That's easy for you to say.

What can you tell me about the robbery?

There's not much to say. Most of the items did come from the same seller, Enzio Capelli, Sorcerer Supreme, the famous showman from Italy. Several weeks ago, he was forced to pawn his family Family heirlooms, debts. I have the address of the last person who redeemed something of his, a lovely pearl necklace. That helpful? Not again! Stop her! Stop!

Somebody stop that thief! Where am I?

What's happening?

You took something from a pawn shop.

It's all very hazy, but I remember something silver flashing in front of my eyes. Then I heard a sort of bell. Next thing I know, I'm here with you.

My only lead is this mysterious buyer. This chap might lead me to the demon.

Don't tell me. Is she playing a game?

Who said To see a young lady afflicted by madness. I can't afford to lose another job.

God help me and my bungling ways.

What are these fuckers up to? Do you think these streets belong to you? Get over here! No, you over there! What's gone into you?

Come here! What's going on?

Onward go!

Easy now, come on.

Show me what you got.

What's that? You'll regret it if I come over there. Just try to stop me, I'll rip your tongue out.

What's this all about?

I'm going to put you in your place!

I'm game for wings, dear.

Why don't I come over there and teach you a lesson?

What?

Just ease up, baby.

I own the street. No respect for other people. I hope they fall over and dash their brains on some well-placed rock. We can't be having this.

You want to give me the necklace now, don't you?

Yes, I want to give you the necklace now.

Mr. Enzio Capelli, I presume. So you're responsible for the theft of your own jewels?

You are very much mistaken, aren't you, my child?

Yes, I'm very much mistaken.

Hold on.

You are very much mistaken. And now you are so very, very tired, aren't you?

Yes, I'm very, very tired.

Now you're going to do a little job of work for me, aren't you?

My goodness, what foul behavior!

What's going on? Where am I?

You've been arrested for theft. How very intriguing.

I can't remember a jot of it.

Let's get you out of here. I've pulled a few strings and they won't prosecute on account of your losing your mind. Be free, little chicken.

Would I come over and teach you a lesson?

I'll deal with you personally. Best keep an eye on Nothing to your liking? Well, do come check again.

You're a dead woman. You look in trouble.

Ready to fire now. What's she lurking about for?

How nice to see you again, Mr. Dickens. Is it time for another of the Ghost Club stories?

As a matter of fact, yes. Follow me. Number 50 Berkeley Square, 4 stories high and branded Beware All Those Who Enter. There have been many strange tales of this dreadful domicile. The earliest report of a haunting was said to be the specter of a small girl girl who was murdered by a servant. She could be seen at the attic windows weeping and wringing her little hands in an agony of despair. I'm eager to begin. Local legend claims the attic is haunted by the spirit of a young woman who purportedly threw herself from the top floor windows to escape her abusive uncle. Her screaming ghost has reportedly been sighted hanging from the window ledge. This residence was briefly owned by a Mr. James Jasper, a choir master and an opium addict. His nephew Edward was betrothed to one of Mr. Jasper's pupils. The fair and delicate Rose. However, Edward disappeared under mysterious circumstances, followed by Jasper himself. Perhaps grief sent him back to the soothing arms of his narcotic mistress.

There you go.

Shall we?

Though this house is vacant, some say it comes alive at night with screams of terror, ringing bells, and slamming shutters. Although eerie, this phenomenon is easily produced by pneumatic tubes and valves. There are claims that a young man was caged in the attic, his only connection to the rest of the world a tiny hole in the door. A young man who was reduced to madness by this extreme isolation. The The legends all seem to focus on one room in particular. A sudden draft, nothing more. Though this house is vacant, some say it comes alive at night with screams of terror, ringing bells, and slamming shutters. Although eerie, this phenomenon is easily produced by pneumatic tubes and valves. There are claims that a young man was caged in the attic, his only connection to the rest of the world a tiny hole in the door. A young man who was reduced to madness by this extreme isolation. The legends all seem to focus on one room in particular. A sudden draft, nothing more. My word, perhaps, perhaps I shall wait here while you investigate the source of that laugh.

Which is not at all unsettling.

Let me go, you mope!

Ah, charming.

Now tell me, why were you at that house?

What's it to you?

Out with it!

Right, right, we were there for the treasure. We found a key to the secret passage.

What secret passage?

Yeah, number 50 score secret passage. Here, take it. Just leave me be.

What the—

who let you in here?

I found a lock, but I haven't located the key.

It's here. Ha!

So this is how it works.

Impressive.

Get out of my house!

Stand back, Charles.

I did it in my mind, and I did it over and over again in this room, but it was all for nothing. There was no one whose love for Rosa came near to equaling mine. It should have been enough to keep my beloved nephew away. My poor Ned. Forgive.

Alas, the myth has been discredited. There was no ghost in Berkeley Square, just a wretched soul driven to murder and madness by guilt and intoxication. I think this is the makings of a rather fine novel.

I wonder if I've got one left in me. Won't be a moment.

I hear in America they shoot the back of man's skull. We can still see you, my son.

I wonder— hold on, stupid nag! Good girl. Have you truly no recollection?

Collection of the events that landed you in a cell?

I remember what the other victims remember. Silver watch, the sound of a bell, and a sort of shadow.

A glint of silver and a tolling bell. I must say, you look very tired.

I am so very, very tired.

Now you're going to do a little job of work for me, aren't you?

Now I'm going to do a little job of work for you.

You've cost me a bit of money, mate, so I think it's only fair that you replenish my coffers with donations from the good people of London.

You will steal money for me, won't you?

Yes, I will steal money for you.

You're gonna be so sorry. Stop that this instant. Do you hear me? How dare you! Leave me alone!

Why don't I come over there and give you a good thrashing?

I'll see you about.

Where are you going? Stay where you are, mate. Give him chase!

He's mine!

Get back here, you coward!

I'll catch up with you, mate.

Oi, get away from me, you dodger!

You, don't come any closer. Take him over. No, no, playing challenge will be a very bad idea. What the—

Good, very good. Now we can't have Quinn criminals like you roaming the streets, you will surrender to the police, won't you?

Yes, I will surrender to the police.

Oh, and when you do, you're going to do a silly little dance for them.

I said, you gave me a terrible fright muttering about a man named Ezio.

Enzio Capelli. Not a demon, but a hypnotist. And he's not even Italian.

I suspected hypnotism from the very start.

You must find the villain. If I have to come over there, you'll be going out of print.

You're going to stand watch. You are very much mistaken, aren't you, my child?

Yes, I am very much mistaken. Oh wait, no, I'm not.

See that I'm not disturbed.

You are very much mistaken, aren't you, my child?

Yes, I am very much mistaken. Oh wait, no, I'm not.

Mr. Capelli says I won't remember this when I'm finished.

Someone take care of me.

You are very much mistaken, aren't you, my child?

Yes, I am very much mistaken. Oh wait, no, I'm not.

Mr. Capelli says I won't remember this when I'm finished.

What was that noise? Go take a look.

Mr. Capelli says I won't remember this when I'm finished.

I shall look over here. We are looking for money. I shall look.

You are very much mistaken. Aren't you my child?

Yes, I am very much mistaken. Oh wait, no, I'm not.

Is it somewhere else in the house?

Get your hands off me!

I admit it, I'm not Italian. It was just for my act. Nobody wanted to see a British hypnotist.

Oh, shut up.

I'll give you anything you want.

I want you to shut your mouth. Do you know a Dr. John Eliotson?

Never heard of the man.

Did you really think mesmerism would work?

How dare you! I'm a hypnotist!

Take it easy.

I'm an old man.

No again.

Time's disappeared.

Yes, run!

That could work.

I am dead certain I'm faster than you. Are you having a laugh?

We are looking for money. Take anything made of silver.

You want to let me go, don't you? I admit it, I'm not Italian. It was just for my act. Nobody wanted to see a British hypnotist?

Oh, shut up!

I'll give you anything you want.

I want you to shut your mouth. Do you know a Dr. John Elliotson?

Never heard of the man.

Did you really think mesmerism would work?

How dare you! I'm a hypnotist!

Take it easy.

Not again!

Time to confess and free the people under your silly spell.