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Two down, so many to go

Mr Eliot looked down at his feet as he pulled off the blooded  white gloves, and clerks sleeves, the two motionless forms on the canal edge leaked they’re last down the landing wall,

it wasn’t his plan to remove two of the mistress’s annoyances at once, but with the one being so courteous as to be dragging his drunken companion along, well it was just too convenient to pass up,

“well my lads it seems that two less stops will be made by Steam Santa this year,not that you care any more mind you”

Eliot pushed the lifeless corpses into the canal with his foot, and washed the blood from the stones with a fallen Shako

“good night children, and may whoever you call god receive you at your journeys end”

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