text: [Themes: Steampunk, murder, kaballah, London, science fiction, suicide, violence, Victorian]
  
  > Look around
  A massive cedar desk, well-polished and worn, looks elegantly out-of-place among the chaos. Papers, files, and books cover nearly every flat surface in the room.
  
  There is a phonograph on the table near the window.
  
  Triage sits near the door to the south.
  
  "It probably says something profound about me that I set up the magnetophone first, while everything else remains boxed or is still on its way from Bedfordshire. As I feared, I found no signal whatsoever.
  A simple message of 'Calling CQ' went completely unanswered, which is unheard of, as there is *always* someone listening, particularly in such a city as London. I fear the buildings are blocking the signal, and I'll require a booster of some sort."
  
  > look at the desk
  A deep green blotter, dotted with black ink stains, sits in the center of the desk, mostly covered by files and papers. One side of the blotter seems slightly higher than the other.
  
  The corner of a sandalwood box is visible beneath a stack of thick folders.
  
  The desk contains a large central drawer, currently opened.
  
  "I understood the driver's choice of route when we approached the prison from the north. A huge crowd was gathered for the public executions. I asked him about the particular individual sentenced to the gallows as we passed and he proceeded to tell me - at great length and with much relish - of the trial of one Mr. Emanuel Barthelemy. I wondered if today was something special, or if the spectacle of death always attracts such crowds."
  
  > Point at TRIAGE
  The machine analyzes Triage before replying...
  
  CAT:TRIAGE.ANALY
  TICAL.ENGINE.UTI
  L:EXAMINATION.AN
  D.ANALYSIS.OF.OB
  JECTS.AND.DATA.P
  ART:TRIAGE.MK.II
  I.UNIT.CURRENT.O
  PERATOR=T.XAVIER
  
  "I heard a cheer go up from the top of the hill as we pulled to a stop in front of the flat. I shall not take this as an omen of any sort."
  
  > point at the window
  Triage's emerald searches the window, then...
  
  CAT:UNKNOWN/UNLI
  STED.UTIL:NOT.AP
  PLICABLE.PART:NO
  NE.ITEM.IS.NOT.R
  ECOGNIZED.BY.CUR
  RENT.SYSTEM.STOR
  E.REQUIRE.ADDITI
  ONAL.INFORMATION
  
  "What I've seen of the place is modest, but I am not at all surprised considering what I am paying for it. I intend to spend as little time here as possible, after all. Bedlam awaits me in the morning."
  
  > Point at desk
  The emerald eye examines the desk returning with:
  
  CAT:UNKNOWN/UNLI
  STED.UTIL:NOT.AP
  PLICABLE.PART:NO
  NE.ITEM.IS.NOT.R
  ECOGNIZED.BY.CUR
  RENT.SYSTEM.STOR
  E.REQUIRE.ADDITI
  ONAL.INFORMATION
  
  "A final note. It seems I left the majority of my unused cylinders at Bedfordshire. I shall have to write Yeates and ask that he send them down, or perhaps seek out where I may purchase them locally. In the meantime, I shall refrain from making a phonograph-entry until something truly momentous happens."
  
  > Wait
  Time passes.
  
  Having reached the end of the cylinder, the phonograph shuts itself
  off with a tiny "click".
  
  > check your inventory
  Carried:
  a tin cylinder labeled January twenty-second
  a tin cylinder labeled January eighth
  a flanged brass rod
  a tin cylinder labeled March second
  a tin cylinder labeled March sixteenth
  a small key labled 2D
  
  > turn on the phonograph
  The phonograph switches on.
  
  "March the 2nd."
  
  "It seems the Fates have listened closely and decided to give me a momentous occasion as quickly as possible. I am beside myself. Bedlam seems nothing more than a pit in which Her Majesty may place those she wishes to forget about. Such corruption dwarfs the imagination."
  
  > wait for a while
  Time passes.
  
  "Perhaps I overstate the case, but it was the simple ease with which the constable approached me that most horrified me. If such things as this happen as a matter of course, then the place has truly been in
  the hands of the mad for some time."
  
  > wait for a while
  Time passes.
  
  "I suppose I should have seen such things coming. The Insane
  Prisoners' Act passed in '40 was vague enough that it could be used as a political tool, and McNaughton's trial made it clear that the courts would do so when forced, but at least such things happened in the public eye."
  
  > wait
  Time passes.
  
  "My predecessor clearly had some arrangement with the Bobbies
  regarding cases such as these. James told me that he met often with
  the constable, though he was not privy as to the content of these meetings."
  
  > wait
  Time passes.
  
  "Simply put, I was asked to make the prisoner in their charge 'disappear' and told that I would be 'well compensated' for keeping things quiet. Part of me wishes I had put up more of a fight...had
  made an issue, or..."
  
  > Wait
  Time passes.
  
  "But what choice have I? It has been made clear to me that keeping things quiet is precisely what is expected of me in my time in
  Bedlam."
  
  > Wait
  Time passes.
  
  "I have placed Cleve -- whose preternatural silence even as he struggled in his bonds gave the entire proceedings a sheen of
  unreality -- in the abandoned upper level of the northern wing,
  keeping the key separate from the rest. James showed it to me on my arrival and stated that while it still remained secure, only a few of the rooms were to be considered 'usable'."
  
  > Wait
  Time passes.
  
  "Still, perhaps this is a blessing in disguise. I have complete singular access to an interesting patient. Perhaps this is the opportunity my studies have been waiting for..."
  
  > Wait
  Time passes.
  
  Having reached the end of the cylinder, the phonograph shuts itself
  off with a tiny "click".
  
  > put the cylinders in the box
  tin cylinder labeled January twenty-second: Done.
  tin cylinder labeled January eighth: Done.
  tin cylinder labeled March sixteenth: Done.