is one of the best yet.
Moore tells his friend hes not responsible; Kreizler replies, bitterly, Who then, if not me?
But while the alienist grieves, his assistants get busy.
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(Uh, also, can we get a reality check on the rate of feline decay, here?
Because Jib is remarkably well preserved for a cat who got murdered six months ago.)
And while thats happening, we the audience enjoy a terrifying sneak peek at the murderers… butt.
Yep, there it is!
Your first real glimpse of Beecham: completely naked, climbing all over the walls like a giant salamander.
Man, that is a big jar of eyeballs.
And its so full!
Hes going to need a second jar!
Hes going to need a second jar, like, immediately.
Stumbling upon the killer in murderous flagrante, Joseph runs and hides in a dressing room.
Will he survive to see how it all ends?
