Conversation · A Hole in the Wall

A few bricks have fallen off, revealing a compartment behind the wall. It's too dark to see in.

"Look, there's a hole in the wall." (Point at the hidden compartment.)

"There is, yes. And there also appears to be something inside the hole... Interesting. Do you want to take a look?"

"No, you do the honours." (Back off.)

"Sure," he nods and steps closer. "Okay, here's some more rifles... None of these seem to be working. And oh..." His hand reaches in, rummaging in the dark...

"An old Belle-Magrave rifle -- that's rare to find in such good order. Seems to no longer be functional, but still -- rare. Here..."

This should cheer you up.

"It's yours, officer." He hands you the gun. "You found this place."

"Isn't that the same gun that fired the fatal bullet?"

"It's the same type of weapon, yes -- a breechloader. But it's not the same gun. This one's been out of order for years... I'm afraid our search for the real murder weapon must continue."

"Could the murder weapon we're looking for be similar?"

"It's the same type of weapon, yes. A breechloader. An interesting coincidence that we should find something so similar. But I'm afraid our search for the real murder weapon must continue."

"Could the murder weapon we're looking for be similar?"

"For that we would have to take a closer look at the bullet you found, officer. I wouldn't read too much into this, yet -- what we have discovered here is an inoperable antique."

"Okay, I do..." (Look inside.)

Your hand reaches deep into darkness and spider webs, rummaging around. You find rusty rifles, hidden away...

"Rifles, Kim!"

The lieutenant steps closer, curious: "Are these any good?"

Inspect the rifles.

Most of them are rusty and inoperable like the rest, but one catches your eye -- a bolt action model with a fine wood stock. In better cosmetic order than the others.

An old Belle-Magrave rifle, Revolutionary-era. Prized for its reliability more than it's accuracy. The rest are probably Belle-Magraves too, just too damaged to be sure.

Take it! You're a police officer. Police officers carry guns.

"This one looks nice." (Take the rifle.)

"An old Belle-Magrave, from the Revolution," the lieutenant notes with approval. His eyes are gleaming. "Seems to no longer be functional, but still -- a beautiful thing, in its own way."

"What does this mean -- a rifle here?"

"It means there are firearms -- breechloaders -- still lying around in Martinaise. This would have been good in our case against Ruby for Titus. Too late for that now, but still -- might be useful down the road..."

He likes this find.

"It means there are firearms -- breechloaders -- still lying around in Martinaise. This could prove useful in our case against Ruby for Titus. Men are easily swayed by the sight of a rifle."

"It means there are firearms -- albeit inoperable -- still lying around in Martinaise. It's an interesting coincidence, I would say. Might come in useful in the future."

"Where are we?" (Look around the secret room.)

"Seems like an old bunker from the Revolutionary period. Look at all those rifles..." He points up, at the rifles under the ceiling. "Must be an old weapons cache."

[Leave.]

So there's a hole in the wall.

There is. Inside it's nothing but gloomy blackness. Better not stick your hand inside!

Stick your hand inside the hole.

Your hand reaches deep into darkness and spider webs, rummaging around. You find a number of rusty rifles, hidden away... Most of them are ugly and inoperable, but a single rifle catches your eye. It's a bolt-action with a fine wood stock.

An old Belle-Magrave rifle, Revolutionary-era. Prized for its reliability more than it's accuracy. The rest are probably Belle-Magraves too, just too damaged to be identified.

This is definitely the same make of gun as the one that fired the fatal bullet in the murder case. It's not the murder weapon itself, but still... you should have it, just in case.

Leave it there.

History is best left where it lies. The rifle doesn't work anyway.

Take the rifle.

A fit service weapon for a fit officer. Too bad it doesn't work -- it looks like it's been out of order for years.

Never mind.

Wait, what, really? You're not going to look inside a secret compartment behind the wall? Okay, officer... Okay.

What does this mean -- a rifle here?

It means there are firearms -- front loaders -- still lying around Martinaise. This would have been good in our case against Ruby for Titus. Too late for that now, but still -- might be useful down the road...

This is a good find. Really justifies coming down here and looking around.

It means there are firearms -- front loaders -- still lying around Martinaise. This could prove useful in our case against Ruby for Titus. Men are easily swayed by the sight of a rifle...

It means there are firearms -- albeit inoperable -- still lying around Martinaise. This is an interesting coincidence. Could prove useful in some way. You don't know how yet, but it might be useful down the road…

Where am I?

Inside a secret room infested with rats, spiders, and woodlice.

Seems like an old weapons cache from the Revolutionary period.