Victorimania

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The first chapter of a short, strange, humorous IF detective story set in Victorian London.

Don the boots and thinking cap (and possibly other clothes too, should you think that sole combination too daring) of a genuine, bona fide, bloodhound for the truth.

You have a nose for trouble, an eye for detail, and various other body parts that make detective work your enviable vocation. So vocate!

Written using narrative scripting language ink.

(Art: a sketch I did a few years back from a Victorian portrait reference. The current scourge of AI art means I can't find the original any more.

Background art: another sketch from a few years ago using  a still from the 2005 Oliver Twist film as a reference.)