Do I Have Nine Lives in This Game?

Tags: Victoria, industrial revolution, Cthulhu, detective, lighthearted rant In London in the 19th century, at the corner of Baker Street, Arthur Gray, who had just returned from "frauding corpses" in a mass grave, was worrying about himself in the mirror. "Whether I am dead or alive, a gentleman or a country bumpkin, a detective or a reckless man, I don't know. I only know the damn system in the upper left corner, and I seem to have 9 lives..." "Thank you for seeing this. Oh, by the way, do you know who I am?"