Chained: A Victorian Nightmare

Confront your past, present and future in a bone-chilling journey of self-discovery.

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Now with a new cast... 

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Caught up in the system 

Artist: JAKUB REBELKA

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"Many happy new years, unbroken friendship, great accumulation of cheerful recollections, affection on earth, and heaven at last, for all of us.” - C.D.

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"I am here to-night to warn you, that you have yet a chance and hope of escaping my fate. A chance and hope of my procuring, Ebenezer." 

"You were always a good friend to me," said Scrooge. "Thank'ee!" 

"You will be haunted," resumed the Ghost, "by Three Spirits."

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The air was filled with phantoms, wandering hither and thither in restless haste, and moaning as they went. Every one of them wore chains as Marley's Ghost; some few (they might be guilty governments) were linked together; none were free.

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He turned upon the Ghost, and seeing that it looked upon him with a face, in which in some strange way there were fragments of all the faces it had shown him, wrestled with it. "Leave me! Take me back. Haunt me no longer!"

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"I am the Ghost of Christmas Present," said the Spirit. "Look upon me!"

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"They are Man's," said the Spirit, looking down upon them. "And they cling to me, appealing from their fathers. This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased."

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Scrooge crept toward it, trembling as he went; and following the finger, read upon the stone of the neglected grave his own name, Ebenezer Scrooge.

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"A merrier Christmas, Bob, my good fellow, than I have given you, for many a year! I'll raise your salary, and endeavour to assist your struggling family, and wewill discuss your affairs this very afternoon, over a Christmas bowl of smoking bishop, Bob!"

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Deserted and old.

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Old Book Covers.

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"The surpassing beauty with which the accomplished author of this seasonable little volume has worked out" - The Illustrated London News, 1843

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The hour is nigh! Are those the footsteps of our guests approaching? Do they dare knock?

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C.D. Stave 5. Page 152.

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It is winter time, so there are no flowers; but upon her breast and pillow, and about her bed, there may be strips of holly and berries, and such free green things.

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We found a roaring fire, an elegant dinner, a snug room, and capital beds all ready for us.

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Our regular dinner hour is half-past five. If you are later, you will find something ready for you. Occupation afterwards, lying on the carpet as a preparation for histrionic strength.

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Livraria Lello, Porto, Portugal.