Gameplay

Ma Shanks’ Boarding House, a three-story building, positioned at the edge of Federal Hill, near to the Italian neighborhood.
Prohibition is still in force, with the sale of alcohol illegal. The effects of the Depression are kicking in and everyone is hard pressed trying to make ends meet

Mr. James Gardiner, a recluse who lives in your boarding house, has not been seen or heard from for two days. Each of you has a reason to see if he is in his room. Through persuasion, bribes, or your own means, the landlady of this boarding house has been convinced to unlock the door and check on the tenant, while also letting you inside.

You have all gathered outside the room of Mr. James Gardiner. He’s not been seen for at least two days and everyone is getting concerned for his well-being. The Landlady rattles some keys, finding the one for Gardiner’s room.

The key is turned in the lock and the door is slowly opened.
From within comes the lingering smell of candles, long since burned out, and something sickly-sweet and copperlike. Looking in, you see it. Framed in the shafts of sunlight streaming through gaps in the curtains. A body!
The body is lying on a tarpaulin, stretched out on the floor. You can see blood. The man’s body and clothing are covered in blood. It looks as though he somehow fell over from a kneeling position. The body is wearing a green tweed coat and a brown sweater-vest—the clothes Mr. Gardiner usually wears. It must be Mr. Gardiner!
The scene is shocking. His head has been mutilated by knife cuts.

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John moves in and checks the body and confirms that he is dead.There is a deep cut, freshly made, around the head as if a knife has traced a spiral from the crown to the neck.

His clothes are blood-soaked. As the shirt is unbuttoned, you see strange marks on his chest.

The blood is dry, suggesting this all took place some days ago.

Humphrey is the last in through the door. He tentatively pokes his head in concerned about what could be upsetting Edith so much. Nothing in his wildest dreams or nightmares could prepare him for the gruesome sight awaiting him in the apartment.

As terrifying as the scene is, he can help but worrying about drawing more attention to the room. He steps in and closes the door behind him.
Please, please… this is terrible but let’s try and keep quiet and think about what to do. We don’t want the whole building coming up to see this…murder?