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The walls were covered in dark wooden panelling from floor to ceiling, except for a large stone fireplace in the middle of one wall. A rough wooden chandelier hung from the ceiling, with four candle-shaped bulbs which lit the room. In the middle of the room was a large wooden table, surrounded by heavy dining chairs.

William checks his watch to see how much time it says has passed.

William checked his watch. The second hand swept up to the hour mark, making it 5.46pm.

Alex is not one for bluffing. He removes his badge and shows it to the newcomers. "Detective Alex Reynolds with the Arkham police. Have either of you seen a Mr. Brophy?"

"Or a woman, a Miss Dufresne?" asks William, describing her.

”Have you been drinking?!” the young woman replied with snorting laugh. “Now be off with you while I put my dad to bed.” The accent sounded unusual, but it was definitely English.

"Gentlemen, let's head on out of here. I have some very important things to discuss once we get outside." Lawrence announces, approaching whatever exit from the building he could find, gesturing for Alex and William to follow; there was not much point in sticking around and causing suspicion, especially when nobody has any idea of where they are.

Frowning, Alex nonetheless follows.

William also follows Alex outside.