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Quandary Resolution 8377
cummingtonite, meet cute, vinaceous, mug, v.1

The Quest for Answers in End of Time Street Episode 7

The story so far: Detective Sergeant Olive Major is in a proper Quadrivial Quandary; should she act like the meet cute girl in a cheesy rom-com and rush to be in the arms of her imperilled boss, Detective Inspector Enn Crusted, or live up to the image of her flaming vinaceous locks and disappear into the night, Madam Mystery to a T, or perhaps under cover of the mug – that mizzle which kept all but the most haunted from the mean streets – slink back to the lonely spot where she had left Crusted hanging by the thread of a ludicrous narrative, establish exactly what was happening, and then dial 999 and under the cloak of anonymity, report the possible murder of her friend, mentor and pub quiz partner, but, on the other hand, should she just have a toasted tea-cake with her coffee? read on:

indecisively, she stared at the pieces of her shattered, scattered phone, the memory of the DI's scream still ringing in her ears, then, with incredulity drawn to the extreme she heard his voice, somehow the elements of the instrument still seemed capable of transmitting, although words, sometimes merely syllables, seemed to come from different places – under a chair, over by the door, in the curious puddle outside the door of the Gents (a misnomer surely) or beneath the serving-hatch, from where Betty, the proprietor of Betty's Buns, watched with a dreamy expression on her otherwise placid face; and the gist of those disparate sounds was: "for...pity's...sake...help...me...I...'ve...found...the...body...of...a...woo...man...horr...ibly...mur...durr...d...blood...ev...ry...where...we...need...four...en...sicks...back...up...door...too...door...cord...on...round...nay...bor...hood...can...you...hear...me...Marj...where...are...you...when...your...knee...dead...the...perp...et...trai...or...might...be...cumm...ing...too...night...two...dis...pose...of...her...MARJ!" the last sound, a petulant squawk of the name by which he inexplicably and invariably addressed her, decided her: "Betty, can I have one of your jam doughnuts, please?"

the story will continue to confuse, puzzle, distress and depress the many fans who have found the Mysterious Adventures of Crusted and Major a source of unease and perplexity for over a hundred years, but what indeed will happen next? will anyone respond to DI Crusted's heartfelt plea, or will it remain scattered and forgotten on the dirty floor of Betty's Buns while DS Major suffers the pangs of indigestion? the only way to discover what passes here for the truth is to get hold of Episode 8.

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