"You best Jack, and the Fierce Anarchist takes care of repairing the damage the fight caused to your lodgings."@en . "The fire fades to embers. Gas lamps are lit outside. Jack doesn't come. Perhaps he's scared of you."@en . "Smash!"@en . . "Jack-of-Smiles"@en . "[\u2026] You find him on the landing, knife in hand. He turns to run, but you hurl a flowerpot at his head. [\u2026]He's gone before you get to the window, but you win this round.\n\nThe Fierce Anarchist picks up something Jack dropped. A jar of honey. [\u2026]"@en . . "'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."@en . . "Jack and the Anarchist"@en . . "From: [[]] \t '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 ]"@en . "25"^^ . "Not tonight"@en . . . . . "From: [[]] \t '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 ]"@en . .