What you see is not what you get, but a story you'll probably want to forget, as it twists and it turns to contrive and distort, psychologically coiled, laboured and contort. You know from the off what makes some people tick, if they're completely insane or just plain lunatic, but inside an asylum you're one of the crowd, and that makes you receptive, to things lost in shrouds.
It's quite an arduously long presentation, that takes you to a place that may leave some in consternation, although you know right at the end, as you tally up connections, that if Agatha or Alfred did it, you'd applaud without objections - although they would have done it a lot better, with more engagement and with a bit more dangle.
It's quite an arduously long presentation, that takes you to a place that may leave some in consternation, although you know right at the end, as you tally up connections, that if Agatha or Alfred did it, you'd applaud without objections - although they would have done it a lot better, with more engagement and with a bit more dangle.