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Murder, for example.

Move: 2
Mystery time: Early on Saturday evening

At the sound of the gong

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ObjectsInfo requested about The library table
The table is a solid, carved, oak affair with a drawer at each end.
On the table is The wine glass, Lady Nancy's hat and The broken candle. There is a smear of blood on the surface where Lady Nancy's hat was dropped.
Info requested about The broken candle
It looks like a plain, white, wax candle. It has been snapped in two and the two halves rest on the table.
You would expect the halves of a candle to be held together by the wick. On closer examination there is wick only at the ends of the candle. The broken surface shows a pencil thick insert of some dark brown, slightly sticky material. It crumbles easily.
Info requested about The wine glass
The glass has not been used for wine. There are some chips of wax and some brown, sticky, crumbs in the bottom.
Info requested about Lady Nancy's hat
It's a neat, dark blue, velvet, cloche with a half veil, a diamond pin and a jaunty, curled, feather.
The hat's feather has been dipped in blood, it sags now and leaves a smear.
Info requested about The manuscript
The pages look a little battered now. There are many crossings out and corrections. The first page is numbered 86.
Info requested about The grandfather clock
The clock lies on it's left side. The door has fallen open and you can see the weights and pendulum lying in a tangled heap. The top of the clock has half seperated from the body.
You remember that you were once told the clock is a Tompion, and rather valuable.
The top of the clock is filthy. It's obvious the maids never dust it.
Info requested about The writing desk
It is a very plain, mahogany desk. It has scarred legs and altogether looks well used.
This is the first time you've seen it open. There is a lot of splintering. Papers and oddments are jumbled inside and around it as if it had been hastily searched.


    The guests assembled before dinner. The shooting party swapped stories of the day's sport whilst the others compared percussive headaches.
    Simultaneously came the sound of the dinner gong and a parlourmaid's scream. Those with headaches winced. Everybody followed the screams to the library and crowded through the door.
Pinned beneath the fallen grandfather clock in a pool of congealed blood was a woman. Sir Hercule Marple stepped forward and felt for a pulse in her neck. "She's dead," he said.
Lady Nancy Falco walked to the library table and picked up a hat. "What is my hat doing here?" she asked. "Eww it's got blood on it."
"Who is she?" you asked.
Nobody knew.

You are hungry. You hope this will not delay dinner.
The grandfather clock stopped at ten minutes to two.
Some splinters of wood from the writing desk are lying in the pool of blood. They must have fallen after the blood spread.
There are some numbers written on the wall where they were hidden by the grandfather clock. It looks like w64°54' 40'' n32°17'30''
The first volume of The Encyclopedia is missing from the shelf.
New messages:
From: Didius Drew
To: Everyone
Sent: move 1
"I bagged eight pheasants."
From: Stephanie Queen
To: Everyone
Sent: move 1
"A ladies bicycle has been thrown into the pool by the bridge. It looks new. It might be worth sending a gardener to fish it out."
From:Lady Nancy Falco
To: Stephanie Queen, Kate Alleyn, Miss V I Wimsey
Sent: move 1
"Someone has pinched my hat. Have you still got yours?"
From:Ellery Plum
To: Everyone
Sent: move 2
"The lock on the writing desk has been shot out with a solid bullet, not pellets like we've been using."


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