Murder in Dimsdale

It was Friday 13th April 1825, 13 unlucky number for some.

Well it was for poor Mrs. Bucket.

Honey came to work at 8 o'clock that day, early as she usually was, waiting for a new collection of books to arrive.

She decided to sit down and read the newspaper that had just arrived, she picked it up scanning the front cover for anything that looked worth investigating.

Nothing.

Nothing really happened in the small town of Dimsdale, the slightest bit of news was extremely exciting to the villagers.

Honey was just about to read her horoscope when "arhhh!".

A terrible scream came from the house next door.

Finally something worth investigating.

She looked outside to find police men and women and passers by all looking at the house.

She went to investigate.