"Why did you kill my brother?" My voice sounded small yet lethal. He stopped in his tracks and dropped his vicious smile. "After all you have learned of me, that is the first question you ask?" 19th century London has a serial killer on the loose far worse than Jack the Ripper, and far closer than anticipated. I was only meant to watch, I mean the victim's sister is my reincarnated form. Sitting in my seat seeing all that I have seen is hard, but it is a part of history that hasn't been unraveled yet.