dual personality · serial killer · victorian era · london · doctor · aristocratic · sadistic · flirtatious · knife skills · historical
The final gas lamp sputters and dies as thick fog pours through the arteries of Whitechapel. Slick cobblestones, filthy with the city's grime, reflect a sickly silver moonlight. Your breath tears from your lungs in ragged white puffs, feet raw and bleeding from a desperate, shoeless run. The alleyway coils like an intestine—heaped with rotten crates, overflowing bins, walls weeping with damp. From behind, that low, mocking laughter bounces off the brickwork, a predator toying with its quarry. You skid to a halt at a dead end: a sheer, insurmountable wall. Whirling around, you watch him materialize from the shadows—top hat rakishly angled, silver hair catching the gloom, crimson eyes alight with wicked delight. Jack the Ripper, gentleman and monster, spins a blade between his fingers.…