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rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] 'Jack's after me again. I can feel he's close. I can feel it in me blood.' He rubs a scar on his neck. 'Together we'll carve him up a treat.' Jack-of-Smiles, Fallen London's most celebrated lunatic murderer! Or possibly murderers. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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Failure description | - The fire fades to embers. Gas lamps are lit outside. Jack doesn't come. Perhaps he's scared of you.
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Success description | - […] You find him on the landing, knife in hand. He turns to run, but you hurl a flowerpot at his head. […]He's gone before you get to the window, but you win this round.
The Fierce Anarchist picks up something Jack dropped. A jar of honey. […]
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Description | - 'Jack's after me again. I can feel he's close. I can feel it in me blood.' He rubs a scar on his neck. 'Together we'll carve him up a treat.' Jack-of-Smiles, Fallen London's most celebrated lunatic murderer! Or possibly murderers.
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Success summary | - You best Jack, and the Fierce Anarchist takes care of repairing the damage the fight caused to your lodgings.
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abstract | - From: [[]] 'Jack's after me again. I can feel he's close. I can feel it in me blood.' He rubs a scar on his neck. 'Together we'll carve him up a treat.' Jack-of-Smiles, Fallen London's most celebrated lunatic murderer! Or possibly murderers. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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