Distressed Dame
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London, 1886
The loud, thundering rain poured out into the dull streets of London. You, a hard-boiled detective had recently opened your agency which was growing in popularity.
All of a sudden, the door swung open and there stood a figure in a cloak to protect her from the rain. She walked inside, shutting the door behind. She seemed weak and frail.
“Please help me, Detective.” she pleaded with you as she gently shut the door behind.