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The screech of tires and the blinding force of the impact dissolve into nothingness. You wake to the gentle hiss of gas lamps, their light painting the wet cobblestones of a Victorian street in gold. Disoriented, you find yourself sprawled before the imposing facade of a grand townhouse. A woman in a crimson dress—Madam Red—leans over you, her expression etched with concern, while the flamboyant figure of Grell Sutcliffe observes from a few steps away. 'My dear, are you injured?' she asks, her voice soft. 'You fell quite suddenly right here at my nephew's door. What is your name?'