The Aldergate Papers
About This Show
When a pair of severed legs is found in a college quadrangle one cold November night, life goes on as usual for most of the brilliant, self-absorbed inhabitants of Aldergate University. Not for me, though, because I’m the newly elected Vice-Chancellor, and murder isn’t the sort of thing we like to encourage at England’s oldest and most controversial university. Also, Sammie was my friend – sort of – until someone chopped her up and left bits of her lying about the place. A disturbing business all ‘round … especially for a chap who’s expecting to be murdered himself…
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D3P2 - Frighted With False Fires
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Day 3, Part 2: Frighted with False Fires - Fire in a crowded theater - or even a sparsely-populated one for that matter - is hardly the sort of thing one likes to encourage. Especially when the theater in question is the Aldergate Playhouse, which is buried deep underground and has a distressingly mobile museum perched on top of it. At least this time it's not *my* life that's in danger. No, just my dignity. Such as it is.
There's rather a lot of mustard on these pages; I'm afraid I had my lunch that day with rather more enthusiasm than technique. I plead mitigating circumstances - I was hungry to start with, and that was before an afternoon featuring ancient monoliths, deadly chandeliers, and Baz's awful yellow Reliant Robin. Still ... onwards and upwards, what? Downwards, rather.
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