This is a short story based off the murders involving Jack the Ripper. A young woman named Emma wants to tell her story of Mary Kelly's death. Who better to help her than up and coming author, Charles Dickens.
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London, England, in the late 1800s was a time when prostitution ran rampant in the streets. However, in 1888, London was a terrifying place to be for women of the night. A prostitute's life during this time could be difficult and often dangerous. This statement had never been truer than in 1888, when a crazed man began butchering women in the streets. At the time, no one really knew how many victims he had killed. He was a serial killer, nameless, faceless, a shadowy figure that was seemingly uncatchable, leaving countless, mutilated bodies in his wake. They called him Jack the Ripper.