Victorian Undead - Part 1+2
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scans_dailyAka, Sherlock Holmes versus ZOMBIES!
This being a Sherlock Holmes story, it may be a struggle to say what's going on while keeping under the page-count, but bear with me, even the more... odd parts of the story actually pay off later on.
The story begins in London in 1854, where following a mysterious meteorite disintegrating over a part of London people start dying of a mysterious disease. Dr Snow and the Reverend Whitehead (real people, FYI) have a suspicion as to what might have caused it... though the actual cause isn't what goes on the official record of events...
Skip forward to 1899, where a dapper gentleman attempts to hypnotise an aristocrat via a clearfully-designed chandelier so he can steal any incriminating documents he might have on him. The aristocrat's servant turns out to be Sherlock Holmes however, who, being Holmes, figured that something that would happen and prehypnotised the aristocrat (actually Watson) to come to his sense when he says a specific trigger word.
The well dressed man, enraged upon recognising Holmes, attempts strangling him to death with inhuman strength, leading to Watson unloading a gun into him. This reveals the man to actually be a kind of primitive robot, controlled and powered by copperwiring threaded into the carpet.
With the case, involving an MP having some important papers going missing after going to the "gentleman's establishment", solved (itself a reference to a canon Holmes story, but actually relevant to the overall plot), our heroes return home to Baker Street.
Holmes mentions that the quality of the workmanship should narrow down their search considerably, but the robotic thief has to wait, as their landlady Mrs. Hudson arrives with a message calling them to Scotland Yard...
The next issue, Holmes and Watson decide to go and look at the crime scene anyway... because they're Holmes and Watson, they can do whatever they damn well like. Once they get there, they find that the zombie that attacked the two workmen (leading to one beating the other to death after he turned, only to have been infected himself) had burrowed up from a submerged street.
Yes, London, like many ancient cities, is primarily built on the ruins of its predecessors. Holmes and Watson wander about admiring a mostly complete Elizabethan house, only to stumble across a pile of corpses and chewed human bones. Some of which look a lot more recent than the setting suggests.
Naturally some of the more intact corpses get up and start shambling after the pair, who end up stranded on a pillar, fighting the advancing zombies while the light slowly fades...
Meanwhile, sinister forces are afoot in Whitechapel... because that's the only place where this kind of stuff happens in Victorian London, apparently.
ZoMoriarty! ...No, he's not actually called that in the story, but still.
To Be Continued!
This being a Sherlock Holmes story, it may be a struggle to say what's going on while keeping under the page-count, but bear with me, even the more... odd parts of the story actually pay off later on.
The story begins in London in 1854, where following a mysterious meteorite disintegrating over a part of London people start dying of a mysterious disease. Dr Snow and the Reverend Whitehead (real people, FYI) have a suspicion as to what might have caused it... though the actual cause isn't what goes on the official record of events...
Skip forward to 1899, where a dapper gentleman attempts to hypnotise an aristocrat via a clearfully-designed chandelier so he can steal any incriminating documents he might have on him. The aristocrat's servant turns out to be Sherlock Holmes however, who, being Holmes, figured that something that would happen and prehypnotised the aristocrat (actually Watson) to come to his sense when he says a specific trigger word.
The well dressed man, enraged upon recognising Holmes, attempts strangling him to death with inhuman strength, leading to Watson unloading a gun into him. This reveals the man to actually be a kind of primitive robot, controlled and powered by copperwiring threaded into the carpet.
With the case, involving an MP having some important papers going missing after going to the "gentleman's establishment", solved (itself a reference to a canon Holmes story, but actually relevant to the overall plot), our heroes return home to Baker Street.
Holmes mentions that the quality of the workmanship should narrow down their search considerably, but the robotic thief has to wait, as their landlady Mrs. Hudson arrives with a message calling them to Scotland Yard...
The next issue, Holmes and Watson decide to go and look at the crime scene anyway... because they're Holmes and Watson, they can do whatever they damn well like. Once they get there, they find that the zombie that attacked the two workmen (leading to one beating the other to death after he turned, only to have been infected himself) had burrowed up from a submerged street.
Yes, London, like many ancient cities, is primarily built on the ruins of its predecessors. Holmes and Watson wander about admiring a mostly complete Elizabethan house, only to stumble across a pile of corpses and chewed human bones. Some of which look a lot more recent than the setting suggests.
Naturally some of the more intact corpses get up and start shambling after the pair, who end up stranded on a pillar, fighting the advancing zombies while the light slowly fades...
Meanwhile, sinister forces are afoot in Whitechapel... because that's the only place where this kind of stuff happens in Victorian London, apparently.
ZoMoriarty! ...No, he's not actually called that in the story, but still.
To Be Continued!
