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  > Feeling sick you go into the yard to examine the dead woman's possessions
  In the yard of Dr Lewellyn's home you examine the dead woman's things. Her clothes are dirty and blood-soaked, you find that the petticoats have "Lambeth Workhouse" stencilled on the labels. In the pockets are a comb, a handkerchief and a broken shard of mirror, the meager possessions of a tough life, indeed the only thing that looks new and clean is a pretty black bonnet. You turn it over, looking at it thoughtfully as the dead woman must have. You are still thinking when a man strides into the yard; you recognise him as a Police Inspector you have worked with in the past called John Spratling.
  
  "This is a terrible business," he tells you. "The Doctor says this woman had her throat cut by a man with a knife who then slashed up her stomach. You best take yourself home and get some rest, if I'm not mistaken someone will call on you later."
  
  You nod and walk through the doctor's house, passing the motionless and practically decapitated corpse on the way out.
  
  > Already know these memories will haunt your dreams for a long time to come
  You don't have the stomach to investigate any more. Returning home you pour yourself a whisky with nerveless hands and as the morning sun rises over London you stay awake, turning the night's events over in your mind. You are still in your armchair when a tall officer with a mustache and sharp, intelligent eyes calls on you a few hours later.
  
  "I'm Inspector Frederick Abberline of Scotland Yard," he introduces himself. "I understand you are one of the men who found the murdered woman's body in Buck's Row last night? We have identified her as one Mary Ann Nichols, a prostitute well known in the Whitechapel area. Dr Llweyllen tells me she had her throat cut and was also disemboweled. That makes the crime particularly worrying because that means her killer wasn't just trying to kill her, he wanted to cut her up as well..."
  
  Abberline is silent for a moment before looking at you carefully.
  
  "I understand you have had some success in working with us in the past. Well I have been given charge of this investigation and I am officially hiring you as a Private Detective to help us track down whoever was behind this killing and bring them to justice. This is the second prostitute killed in a month and the police must be seen to be taking action. All your expenses will be reimbursed and you can rest assured if you help me in this investigation I will certainly help you."
  
  Abberline pulls a notebook from his pocket and opens it.
  
  "Now I already have quite a few leads I would like you to help run down some of them for me. Let me see... we have traced Mrs Nichols's father Mr Walker to an address in Camberwall. Her ex-husband William Nichols is living in Old Kent Road while a woman named Mrs Holland has made herself known to us as a friend of Mrs Nichols. Already a number of witnesses have come forward, Mr Birch, a milkman, claims to have encountered a suspicious man, another man Mr Ede claims he saw a suspicious man with a knife in the street, a Mrs Colwell says she heard someone screaming murder, and a Mrs Lilly who lives in Buck's Row claims she may have heard the murder occur. Interview who you think best, learn what you can, and I will return tomorrow morning to compare notes on this investigation."
  
  You nod, wondering who would be best to talk to or whether you should play it safe and talk to everyone. Past experience has taught you that not everyone will have equally useful testimony and it is up to you to determine what is important information and what is not.
  
  > talk to Mary Ann Nichol's father Mr Walker
  Traveling to Camberwell you go to the home of Mr Walker who turns out to be a big man with a gray beard.
  
  "Well I haven't seen Polly for about three years but I recognized her in the mortuary when I heard the news," he says gruffly. "She was a drunk who I knew would come to a bad end. I turned her out of my house five years ago because of her drinking. She had no need to be like that when I had a home for her. I got a letter from her about four months back saying she had found work as a maid but I heard she got fired soon after for stealing... I was surprised when the police told me she had been murdered like that though. She had no enemies in the world: she was too kind for that."
  
  Thanking Mr Walker for his time you head on.
  
  > talk to Mary Ann Nichols's ex-husband Mr Nichols
  You go and find Mr Nichols in his home on Old Kent Road, who turns out to be a somewhat bitter middle-aged machinist.
  
  "We have been apart eight years and I haven't seen Polly for three," he tells you tersely. "She left me for a man called Drew who soon threw her over for another woman. She left me with five children to raise on my own and no help to give. If it hadn't been for her drinking we would have gotten along just fine."
  
  His story of moral outrage is slightly ruined by the sight of a scantly-clad woman passing through the room behind him, counting coins in her hand. You head on quickly.
  
  > talk to Mary Ann Nichols's friend Mrs Holland
  You meet Mrs Holland in Lambeth Workhouse; she is a big, tough-looking woman who insists that you call her Nelly.
  
  "I've known Polly for years," she tells you. "She's been in and out of workhouses the whole time when she wasn't sleeping rough but she was a quiet woman who never argued with nobody. We were lodging together for a bit but on the night she was killed she couldn't afford the room. She told me 'Never mind Nelly, I'll soon get money. See what a pretty bonnet I've got now.' I remember that because she had no money and the bonnet was new so I was puzzled where she'd got it from."
  
  Nelly frowns briefly before going on.
  
  "I saw her about an hour before her body was found. She was very drunk and slumped against a wall, she told me she'd been drinking all day. She looked unusually worried. 'I've had money three times today and spent it all on drink,' she told me, ' but it won't be long before I'm back'. She go up and staggered off down Whitechapel Road and that was the last I saw of her before I heard a woman had been killed, went to the morgue and saw Polly lying there..."
  
  Nelly falls silent and thanking her you turn away, your mind whirring. You remember Mary Ann Nichol's bonnet quite clearly, it was lying next to her body when you found her. It was a black hat with a velvet band, quite expensive and smart compared to the rest of her clothes Nichols's. If she didn't have enough money for a room (which in the Workhouse is far cheaper than a bonnet) how did she buy a new hat? Frowning you consider where to go next.
  
  > talk to Witness Mr Birch who saw a suspicious man
  You make your way to Commercial Road where you find Mr Birch, an excited, young milkman with a story to tell.
  
  "Well it goes like this sir," he says eagerly. "This morning I was at my milk stand when a man in smart clothes with a black bag hurried up, asked for a glass of milk and drank it down in one. He asked if could step into the yard behind me and when I let him he pulled trousers and a jacket out of his bag and pulled them on over his existing clothes. Seeing me watching him he said 'that was a terrible murder last night wasn't it' before adding 'I think I've got a clue'. He snatched up his bag and ran off."
  
  Birch smiles happily at your bemused expression before plunging on.
  
  "At first I thought he might be a detective or something putting on a disguise but I spoke to my mates and they reckoned detectives don't behave like that so I thought I'd better tell the coppers. The first set of clothes wore was a blue suit, a hat and a watch chain. The overalls were like engineer overalls or perhaps something a sailor might wear. He had no beard but he had a black mustache and a sunburnt face. Do you think he might have anything to do with that woman killed down Whitechapel way last night?"
  
  Withholding your opinion and thanking Mr Birch for his strange story you consider your next step.
  
  > talk to Witness Mr Ede who also saw a suspicious man
  Visiting Mr Ede at his place of work at the East London Railway you find him hammering a new track down with a few work-mates. Identifying yourself as a private detective you ask for his story.
  
  "I was walking down the road when I saw a suspicious man standing outside the Forester's Arms Pub," he tells you. "He had a wooden arm which was hanging at his side. He moved his other arm and I saw about four inches of a knife sticking out of his pocket. He walked off when he saw that I'd seen him, he was about thirty-five years old with a dark mustache, brown jacket, dark trousers and he had a wild look in his eyes."
  
  "I told you Tom that was just Henry James," one of his companions says with a laugh. "He's a local idiot but harmless and he don't have no wooden arm! He always looks that crazy but he's got the mind of a child. A stupid one."
  
  Thomas Ede just shakes his head stubbornly and insists it wasn't an idiot he saw.
  
  > talk to Witness Mrs Colwell who may have heard the murder
  Going to Brady Street you knock on the door of Mrs Colwell's house, which stands a short way from Buck's Row. Mrs Colwell is an excited young lady who launches into her story as soon as you identify yourself.
  
  "On the night of the murder around Midnight I heard a woman running down the street outside shouting 'murder, murder, police,'" she tells you breathlessly. "Soon after I heard someone trying to get into this house and then the sounds faded away as the woman ran towards Bucks Row. It might have been that poor young woman, to think if I had only opened the door to my house she might have lived!"
  
  With a sigh you thank her and head on.
  
  > talk to Witness Mrs Lilly who also may have heard the murder
  You go to visit the home of Mrs Lilly on Buck's Row, she lives just a few doors down the alley from where you found Mary Ann Nichols's body. When she opens the door you find she is a scared-looking lady.
  
  "I didn't sleep very well on the night of the murder and in the middle of the night I heard a strange sound," she tells you looking pale. "It was a painful moan, two or three gasps and then silence. I've heard fights before but they were nothing like that, I am sure it was the murder. Soon after I heard whispering in the alleyway, I couldn't hear what was being said because it was too faint. I think I fell asleep soon after but I woke early, went out and heard about the murder. I thought I'd better tell someone what I heard..."
  
  She trails off into silence. Thanking her for her time you thoughtfully leave.
  
  > wrap up the investigation
  You return home and ponder all that you have found out. The next morning Inspector Abberline comes calling and asks if you have uncovered any important evidence. Thinking carefully about the different testimony what do you think is the most important thing to tell him about?
  
  > Mrs Holland's testimony about Mary Nichols's new bonnet
  Inspector Abberline listens carefully and when you have finished he looks impressed.
  
  "Do you think that the murderer gave Mrs Nichols's this new bonnet as a gift to earn her trust?" he asks you. "The deceased lady's clothes were removed prior to her autopsy. I will go to Dr Lewyllen's house and see what became of them."
  
  Abberline leaves and returns a short time later.
  
  "The clothes have been thrown away and burnt," he says unhappily. "Still I believe the new bonnet may be a significant clue. Good work!"
  
  Your Reputation with the police has increased by 1.
  
  > Less than a week later he strikes again.
  Early one morning you are woken from your sleep by a loud knocking on your front door.
  
  "Another woman has been killed sir," a voice calls out and looking out of your window you see a policeman standing in the street. "Inspector Chandler says your to come to 29 Hanbury Street as quickly as you can please."
  
  Springing from your bed you pull on your clothes and race downstairs to find the policeman has already gone. You race to Hanbury Street to find a large crowd has already gathered outside one of the houses. Pushing your way through the crowd you spot Inspector Joseph Chandler, another veteran you have met before, who recognizes you and calls for his officers to let you through.
  
  "It looks similar to the Buck's Row murder," he tells you leading you across the hallway of the house from the front door to the back door. "I've sent for Dr Phillips and questioned the people who live here. None of them heard a thing and one of them found the body at 6am this morning when he came downstairs and saw the front door was open. One of the residents went through the backyard a little before 5am and saw no sign of anything then so the murder must have happened between 5 and 6. I must warn you sir: it's not a pretty sight."
  
  You stop at the back door at the sight of a woman's body lying just below three stone steps that lead from the house to the yard. She is a wide but thin woman with brown hair and is lying alongside a wooden fence. Her legs are drawn up and her skirts pulled up, her left arm resting across her upper chest. Her throat has been cut and blood has pooled not only around her head but sprayed across the fence alongside as well. A nest of fat purple worms lies next to the woman's left shoulder it takes you a moment to realize they are her intestines. The woman's lower chest has been completely torn apart and many of the organs removed.
  
  You turn away and swallow an urge to be sick. You hear footsteps behind you and turning around you see a middle-aged man in civilian clothes hurrying up followed by two policemen carrying a stretcher: Dr Phillips has arrived. He makes a quick examination of the body and makes the fairly obvious deduction that the woman is dead. He orders her taken to a nearby mortuary for an autopsy. As she is carried away you consider whether to search the crime scene or go and view the autopsy.
  
  > search the crime scene
  You walk through the little yard, carefully avoiding the large puddle of blood at the foot of the steps. Using a tape measure you find that the blood sprays on the fence go as high as fourteen inches. Half-hidden in some weeds near the fence you make a very interesting discovery. Two small objects are glinting near the pool of blood. Stooping you pick them up and turn them over in your hand. They are two farthings, perhaps the price a cheap prostitute might accept for her services. You wonder if you are holding the payment passed by the killer to his victims... sensing this is an important discovery you pocket the coins.
  
  > Rising to your feet you head over to the mortuary
  At the mortuary Dr Phillips wastes no time in instructing his assistants to remove the dead woman's clothes in preparation for his autopsy. The workmen are visibly disgusted: the blouse and upper clothes of the body are saturated and literally dripping with blood and removing them reveals horrific injuries on the dead lady that extend well down to the groin area. Despite your disgust you can stay and assist Dr Phillips with the autopsy or examine the dead women's clothes and possessions in a nearby room.
  
  > stay and help with the autopsy
  You remain at Dr Phillips's side as he examines the body, muttering to himself all the while.
  
  "Old bruises on the face, tongue swollen and protruding slightly... neck severed by a knife at least six inches in length and probably longer... body eviscerated with intestines, uterus and bladder removed. Hm, I think whoever did this had some medical training or knowledge at any rate. I could not have made these operations in less than a quarter of an hour and if I was doing a deliberate surgical operation it would have taken at least an hour... ah this is interesting."
  
  Fighting your disgust you force yourself to pay attention.
  
  "There used to be rings here," Dr Phillips tells you holding up the dead woman's right hand. Sure enough there are three white bands clearly marked on the lower portion of the middle finger. "This woman has worn rings here but they have recently been removed. Unless she removed them herself, which seems unlikely, they must have been taken from her by the killer."
  
  With a jolt you realize this could be a very important clue: if you can find the rings perhaps you can find her killer too.
  
  > With nothing more to learn here you go to look at the dead woman's things
  The woman's blood-soaked clothes are piled into a heap. Picking through them you find nothing interesting and go through her possessions. In the dead woman's pockets were found two combs, a scrap of cloth and interestingly a small scrap of envelope wrapped around two small pills. On the envelope are written the words "London, 28, Aug, 1888...M...2...S." Above these words is an engraved stamp of an emblem of some kind. As you are turning the scrap of paper over in your hand Inspector Chandler enters the room. You show him your discovery and he becomes very excited.
  
  "That's the seal of the Royal Sussex Regiment," he tells you. "This could be an important clue! We'll take it from here, good work! Go home and have a rest and I'm sure someone from Force will be in touch with you very soon."
  
  You step out into the mortuary room as Dr Phillips is finishing his autopsy. The dead woman lies still, eyes closed and head turned to the side as if asleep. You get one last glimpse of her before Dr Phillips throws a blanket over her, hiding her from your sight.
  
  > Feeling tired but determined to catch this killer you return home
  "We have a serial killer out there."
  
  Inspector Abberline looks deadly serious when he calls on you the next day.
  
  "This killing and the murder of Mary Ann Nichols are too similar to be the work of different men," he insists. We have identified the deceased woman as a local prostitute called Annie Chapman. The scrap of letter you found is a dead lead, it seems Chapman picked up the scrap herself from her lodging house and the pills inside are medication for a terminal lung disease she had. We've got to get moving on this, all over Whitechapel fear is spreading and private citizens have started forming vigilante societies, giving us their theories and offer rewards for the capture of this monster dead or alive."
  
  Abberline produces his notebook and clears his throat.
  
  "We have traced Mrs Chapman's brother Mr Smith to an address in Knightsbridge. A man called Mr Donovan ran the lodging house in Spitalfields where Mrs Chapman was living at the time of her death. A resident of the same house, Mrs Palmer, has identified herself to us as Mrs Chapman's friend. A Mr Cadosch, who owns the house adjacent to where Mrs Chapman was murdered claims he may have heard the murder. A Mrs Chappell has reported seeing a suspicious man in a pub to us. Finally a Mrs Long claims to have witnessed the deceased talking to an unknown man shortly before her death. You know the drill: I want you to investigate any of these leads which seem promising to you and report back to me tomorrow."
  
  Inspector Abberline closes his notebook and turns to go before hesitating.
  
  "I should tell you that Sir Charles Warren, the Head of the London Police Force, spoke with me this morning stressing how important it is that we find and arrest this killer. I will be conducting my own investigations alongside yours and I will share information equal in value to that which you share with me. Hopefully if we both do good work we can solve these terrible murders quickly and capture this brutal, but so far frighteningly successful, murderer."
  
  As the Inspector leaves you consider who to interview first.
  
  > talk to Annie Chapman's brother Mr Smith
  You travel to Knightsbridge and meet Mr Smith, a youngish well-dressed man who looks on the verge of tears throughout your interview.
  
  "She was such a lovely person, I can't understand why anyone would do this," he says sadly. "It all went downhill after she split up with her husband, they both used to get drunk and fight. He died a few years back and she never got over that, she never had any money afterwards neither. I saw her a few weeks ago and gave a little money. Did you know she has three children? Our mother takes care of them now. We hoped one day she'd find a steady job and come back to us but... now..."
  
  Mr Smith's voice breaks so thanking him for his time you leave.
  
  > talk to Annie Chapman's landlord Mr Donovan
  You head out to Annie Chapman's lodging house in Spitalfields and going you find Mr Donovan, a young man with a serious air.
  
  "Annie was normally a lovely, good-natured lady but she got a black eye in a fight a little while back," he tells you. "On the night of she died she came up to my office around 1.30am and said 'I haven't the money for my bed but don't let it: it won't be long before I'm in.' I could see her swaying a bit and told her off for finding money to get drunk but not for a bed. 'Never mind Tim' she said, 'I'll soon be back. Keep that bed for me.'" She headed out soon after, before she left I saw her put some of her tablets in a scrap of paper which she put in her pocket. She took the medicine for a bad lung condition she had but she never complained about it."
  
  Thanking Mr Donovan for his time you head on.
  
  > talk to Annie Chapman's friend Mrs Palmer
  You find Mrs Palmer in Spitalfields, a middle-aged woman with a prematurely lined face.
  
  "I knew poor Annie well," she tells you. "She had a bad fight with another woman over a man a little while back and got some bruises from it. She was terribly ill in the days before she died and the evening before her death she could hardly move for the pain. 'It's no use my giving up Amelia,' she said to me. 'I must pull myself together, go out and get some money or I shall have no lodgings.' She went out for a coin or two but she never came back... I've lived here all my life and seen what can happen to the women round here but I've never seen anyone hurt so badly until I saw Annie lying in that morgue... whatever did that to her wasn't human."
  
  Thanking the old woman for her time you head on.
  
  > talk to Witness Mr Cadosch who may have heard the murder
  Traveling to 29 Hanbury Street you meet Mr Cadosch, a middle-aged Frenchman. He lives next door to the house behind which Annie Chapman was killed and he wastes no time in leading you into the backyard of his house. A wooden fence separates the yards of 27 and 29 from each other, it was on the other side of that fence that Annie Chapman's body was found. Mr Cadosch stands next to the fence as he tells you his story.
  
  "I got up for work at 5am and about fifteen or twenty minutes later I went into the yard to use the outside toilet," he says indicating a little shed at the far end of his yard. "As I walked back through the yard I heard a woman quietly say 'no' and then soon afterwards something fell or leant against the fence. I guessed it was trouble but I didn't want to be caught up in anything and I had to go to work so I went back into the house and headed out."
  
  You look at him startled, this man might have passed just feet away from the murder as it was happening. The fence is only six feet high, if he had just peered over it he would have seen the killer. On reflection you realize perhaps if he had though the amiable man standing before you might not be alive now. Thanking him for his time you move on.
  
  > talk to Witness Mrs Chappell who saw a suspicious man
  You meet Mrs Chappell at the Prince Albert Pub, she is an excited, young, barmaid with a story to tell.
  
  "In the morning an hour or two after that poor woman was murdered I was standing in this bar talking to my friend when a man came in," she tells you. "He wore a dark coat and had a hat pulled low over his eyes. He asked for a pint of ale from me and took it into a corner to drink. I saw spots of blood on the back of his right hand. He drank the beer in one gulp and left quickly. I didn't like the look of him so I went to the door and saw him walking away to Bishopsgate."
  
  You thank Mrs Chappell for her information and move on.
  
  > talk to Witness Mrs Long who have have seen the killer and victim together
  You go to see Mrs Long in Spitalfields, she is an old and serious woman.
  
  "I was walking to the Market at 5.30am on the morning of the murder when I saw a man and a woman talking in front of 29 Hanbury Street where this dreadful murder occurred," she tells you. "The woman had her back to me but I saw the man quite clearly, he wore a dark coat, a brown hat and looked about forty. I think he was a foreigner. I heard him ask the woman 'Will you' and she said 'yes' as I walked by. I often see people standing in that street talking but when I heard about the murder I thought I'd better tell somebody what I saw."
  
  Frowning you consider the value of her information as you bid her farewell.
  
  > wrap up your investigation
  You return to your apartment that evening and the next morning Inspector Abberline drops by.
  
  "There have been some important developments in this case and I can't stay long," he tells you. "Is there any aspect about Mrs Chapman's that particularly strikes you?"
  
  What evidence that you may have uncovered do you think is the most important?
  
  > The two farthings
  Quickly you tell Inspector Abberline about the two farthings you found near Annie Chapman's body.
  
  "That's interesting," Abberline agrees when you have finished. "Do you think the killer used them to pay for Mrs Chapman's services before killing her? It's possible I suppose, very well: I shall share a clue with you. I have heard that an American Doctor has been asking around the medical colleges to see if he can obtain a woman's uterus for his studies. He has been refused quite naturally but I have been informed by Dr Phillips that Mrs Chapman's uterus was one of the organs the killer took from her body. Is this a coincidence? I don't know yet but I think we had better keep an eye out for this American doctor."
  
  You nod your head and as you do you hear a voice calling Abberline's name from the street. Looking down you can see an excited Policeman standing there.
  
  "Inspector!" he calls up. "They have arrested the Ripper!"
  
  > And Abberline set off at once for the nearest police station
  Hurrying to Leman Street Police Station you find the suspect that the police have arrested, one John Pizer. He is short, thick-set and ugly with a face covered in black hair and an undeniably unpleasant look about him. A Police Sergeant shows you a large knife he found on the man when he was arrested.
  
  "This is him sir, old Leather Apron as he's known around these parts," the Sergeant says. "He is notorious for beating up prostitute in the area after he has had his way with them."
  
  Inspector Abberline grants you permission to conduct a quick interview.
  
  What do you ask Pizer?
  
  > say "Is it true you have a history of hitting prostitutes?"
  "Of course I don't beat up prostitutes," Pizer protests. "Those are lies spread about me because I'm a Polish Jew. Sure, I've slapped a couple of girls around every now and then, if they are going to sell themselves I want to get what I pay for or I want my money back. But I've never met this Chapman woman."
  
  You look at him with disgust.
  
  > ask him where he was on the night of Annie Chapman's death
  "I was a lot of places the night that woman was cut up," Pizer tells you. "After midnight I went to go see a big fire at London Docks and spoke to a policeman I know there. I walked back to my home on Holloway Road, had a smoke with my brother until 3am and then slept in until 11am when I got up and ate lunch with the other people I live with. You can check with all of them, I didn't even learn about the murder until I read about it in the papers."
  
  > ask him why he is called Leather Apron
  Pizer grins. "I polish boots for a living and I wear a leather apron so my day clothes don't get dirty. Sometimes I cut the leather off boots or cut laces to trim them to size which is why I always carry a knife."
  
  He begins talking enthusiastically about shoe-fitting until you stop him.
  
  > end the interview
  You stop the interview and leave Pizer's cell to talk to Abberline.
  
  "Well," the Inspector asks. "Is he our man?"
  
  > say "Yes"
  You declare that John Pizer a.k.a. Leather Apron is Annie Chapman's murderer and he is held in prison.
  
  You are publicly humiliated when his brother and several others including a policeman arrive within hours to confirm his alibis that he was at home in bed at the time of her murder. This has cost you a great deal of respect among the police.
  
  > That could have gone better...
  A few weeks after Annie Chapman's murder Inspector Abberline drops by your home. Neither of your investigations are going anywhere and Abberline looks tired.
  
  "On top of everything else we have started receiving these strange letters," he tells you. "Listen to this one we got the other day: 'Dear Boss. So now they say I am a Yid, when will they learn Dear Old Boss! You and me know the truth don't we? You can look forever, you'll never find me but I am right under your nose all the time. I watch them looking for me and it gives me fits ha ha. I love my work and I shan't stop until I get buckled and even then watch out for your old pal Jacky. Catch me if you can. Jack the Ripper. Sorry about the blood, still messy from the last one. What a pretty necklace I gave her!"
  
  Abberlne shakes his head, lays that letter down, picks up a second one and reads it.
  
  "Dear Boss, I keep on hearing the police have caught me but they won't fix me just yet. I have laughed when they look so clever and talk about being on the right track. That joke about Leather Apron gave me real fits. I am down on whores and I shan't quit ripping them till I do get buckled. Grand work the last job was. I gave the lady no time to squeal. How can they catch me now? I love my work and want to start again. You will soon hear of me with my funny little games. I saved some of the proper red stuff in a ginger beer bottle over the last job to write with but it went thick like glue and I can't use it. Red ink is fit enough I hope ha ha. The next job I do I shall clip the lady's ears off and send to the police officers just for a jolly. Wouldn't you keep this letter back till I do a bit more work, then give it out straight. My knife's so nice and sharp I want to get to work right away if I get a chance. Good luck. Yours truly Jack the Ripper, don't mind me giving the trade name. PS wasn't good enough to post this before I got all the red ink off my hands curse it. No luck yet. They say I'm a doctor now. Ha ha."
  
  Abberline looks up wearily.
  
  "We're getting dozens of these every week, most of them signed 'Jack the Ripper'. Some we've tracked down to crazy people or journalists trying to start a story but more keep coming. Just yesterday we had a fellow named Fitzgerald told all his friends he had killed Mrs Chapman. We arrested and held him for three days until several of his friends and family confirmed he'd been in his home in Hammersmith at the time of the murder. This Ripper killer is causing panic and I've got a feeling more trouble is on the way."
  
  > Abberline is right and you are in for another night of hell
  "The Ripper has killed again!"
  
  The familiar cry launches you from your sleep. Pulling on your clothes you rush downstairs to find a pale young Policeman standing outside. He looks plain terrified.
  
  "This one's in Dutfield's Yard on Fairclough Street sir," he tells you. "She's not been cut up as badly as the other ones."
  
  You both hurry there as fast as you can but it is still nearly 1.30am by the time you arrive. Several Policemen and the police surgeon Dr Phillips are already at the scene while a cabman stands nearby wringing his hands together. A woman is lying just inside the open gateway that leads into the yard, her feet pointing out towards the street. She is a tall woman with brown curly hair and is wearing black clothes. Her eyes are closed and she looks as though she is sleeping except for a savage slash across her throat and a pool of blood under her head.
  
  Instantly your sharp eyes spot several interesting things on and around the body. Pinned to the dead woman's jacket is a fresh red and white flower. In her left hand is a packet of Cachous (a type of breath mint), which she is clenching in a tight death grip. Apart from the slash to her throat she has no other injuries which is unusual to say the least. You listen as the cabman nervously describes his discovery of the body to the police.
  
  "I was driving my cart into the yard at about 1am to put it away from the night when my pony suddenly gave a yelp and refused to go forward, pawing the ground in terror and becoming mighty agitated. I peered forward and saw this woman lying there in the darkness. I thought she was drunk or asleep so I immediately backed my cart out of the yard and ran to the nearby Working Men's Club to get some help. When I came back I found she was dead."
  
  "Do you think your arrival interrupted the killer before he could mutilate the victim?" you ask him.
  
  The driver hesitates before nodding. "To tell you the truth sir I think he might still have been hiding in the yard when I arrived. My pony was mighty agitated, kept looking into the yard and trying to back up. He might have slipped away when I ran off to get some help but I didn't know then that she was dead, I swear I didn't."
  
  You are still digesting this information when another Policeman runs up.
  
  "They've found another body over in Mitre Square sir. This lady... begging your pardon sir but it's fucking terrible there."
  
  Instantly several of the policemen hurry off towards the Square while Dr Phillips and the remaining policemen gently lift the dead woman's body onto a stretcher to take it to the mortuary.
  
  > stay and search this crime scene
  You remain behind briefly and explore the small yard for clues. Entering the darkened space you know you must be standing pretty much where the killer stood less than an hour ago but he is gone now leaving no trace behind except the pool of blood on the ground. With a brief sigh at the killer's terrifying effectiveness you hurry off to the next crime scene.
  
  > Mitre Square
  The policeman was not exaggerating.
  
  When you arrive at the square you see a little woman with brown hair lying on her back in one of the square's corners. A savage slash through her neck bubbles with blood and her mouth is open in a silent scream of agony. A purple and blue mound of fat worms that is her intestines have been extracted from the carnage of her stomach and thrown across her shoulder. Her face has been slashed so savagely that parts of her right ear and nose have been cut off.
  
  With a jolt you remember the words in the last letter Inspector Abberline read to you, purportedly from Jack the Ripper "the next job I do I shall clip the lady's ears off and send to the police officers just for a jolly." Feeling sick you sit down on the pavement and take several deep breaths. As you do a local Doctor arrives on the scene joining the crowd of policemen already there. The Policeman who discovered the body is sitting on a step nearby looking just as sick as you.
  
  You barely hear what people are saying as they crowd around the body and try to put it back together so they can load it onto a stretcher. The Ripper is now killing women as such a fast rate it seems impossible that he can be stopped but you know you have to keep trying. The possibility that the Ripper killed another woman after his mutilation of the first was interrupted just to obtain her ear and organs sickens you. You barely hear as a Policeman asks you if you want to help search the scene.
  
  > join the search of the area
  Mentally fortifying yourself you join the search of the area. You have found nothing for about an hour until suddenly a Policeman shouts out that he has found something as you are searching about several streets from Mitre Square. He holds up a scrap of dirty white apron that is covered in blood stains. The apron has been found beneath some chalk graffiti on a wall that reads "the Jewes are the men that will not be blamed for nothing". You stare from the blood-soaked apron to the graffiti.
  
  At a guess it instinctively occurs to you that the killer may have carried the dead woman's missing organs away in the apron before discarding it beneath the graffiti. Is the graffiti a red-herring or a clue or is it coincidence that the killer dropped the apron there? You stare at the writing on the wall wondering if it can be matched to the writing in any of the l