Back with the original team, and we make a little more progress.

Are we making progress? It seems bizarrely as though we are.

Moments of inspiration? Perhaps.

More investigation, while some of us try not to cause excessive offence and others... don't.

Lacking a post-mortem, we poke about and correlate the old contents.

What was Sir Ashby chasing? Or, perhaps, what was chasing him?

The newly widowed Lady Phipps chooses to consult specialists in discreet investigation of the occult. Actual game starts at 44m30s.

Tied up and next on the sacrifice queue. Will our heroes prevail?

We lurk in the warehouse until the ritual... oh.

Of course it's a setup. That doesn't mean we won't go.