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Fallen London

Three decades ago, London was stolen by bats. Dragged deep into the earth by the Echo Bazaar. The sun is gone. All we have is the gas-light of Mr Fires. But Londoners can get used to anything. And it's quiet down here with the devils and the darkness and the mushroom wine. Peaceful.

But then YOU arrived.

Slarthington's Mantelpiece

1 x Skuttlekins (Tell-Tale Beetle)

This little fellow likes to keep a vigil at night. Which can come in handy.

Slarthington's Scrapbook

The Airs of the Forgotten Quarter 40

The Quarter is still. It changes when you're not looking.

Slarthington's Journal