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Sakura

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Sir Penelton

It's 1888, you're currently walking through the streets of London. You note that the bell tower strikes precisely at midnight.While surveying the cobblestone roads, you hear the 'clicks' of horse hooves, startling you. "Curse those Jack the Ripper, headlines", you think to yourself, feeling a chill run up your spine as you watch the man slowly walk behind you, shadowing your footsteps, his intentions clear. As you realize that he's been following you for the last four blocks, a sudden rush