"Ah, I say, that's a jolly fine dress you habve there, my dear!"
"Oh, I'm most obliged, good sir! Your kind words are greatly appreciated."
"By Jove, this is a most splendid locale, indeed! A veritable feast for the eyes!"
Sounds of English accents were heard around a very beautifully designed lavish castle.
Beautifully dressed English people were talking to each other, golden lights could be seen everywhere, and joyous music was heard around the room as sounds of wine sipping could be listened.
Jack was sitting on a beautifully designed couch, today was 31 August about midnight, he was in Buck's Row right now, very much a gathering of nobles.
He managed to get in by showing his credentials and acting as an undercover guard of the Queen that was making this noble gathering.
Jack looked up towards the enormous chandelier in the ceiling.
"Just how the hell did this castle appear here out of nowhere, this place should be just residential buildings and shops, this is fucking impossible"
Jack followed someone here to find out who he was but when he got here
Jack was flabbergasted when he got here the first time, he has never seen any castle in the future nor one was documented in the books, he could not just find out how did castle like this disappear in anals of history without anyone managing to at least take a picture of it.
"There is some kind of plot going on in the future but now is not the time to think about that." Jack looked at a handsomely dressed fella close by, he was looking at Reginald Wentworth that was dressed in a white suit and white bowtie, he looked like 25 years old right now, handsome. and his wife that was next to him, he was the dressed fella that was monitored by him here.
Jack monitored every single suspect over this month but none of them even came close to how suspicious this man was, in the end, he cleared their name after seeing their jobs for a long time and fully concentrated on him.
This was the day the first kill would happen by Jack The Ripper, and he had to make sure to save an innocent person that was standing very close to Reginald's right now.
"Looks like James Cooper was a more famous printer than I originally read in the history, he was invited to a gathering like this." Jack noticed Sarah Jones first person who Jack The Ripper killed when he came here, and with an immense shock he was flabbergasted once more, in the history Sarah Jones was extremely peoverted and poor, she was quite an alcoholic and lived off labor, and prostitution, there is no way she would be invited to gathering like this.
Jack stood up and poured another small of wine in the glass, he got close to Reginald to hear what he was saying.
At this moment Reginald was talking to a famous photographer Benjamin Brecknell Turner, known for his innovative approach to landscape photography, a very famous photographer indeed.
"Excuse me, Benjamin, but I understand that you have been contracted by Her Majesty the Queen to capture a photograph of her splendid garden at the Isle of Wight?" Reginald and his Wife Asked.
Benjamin smiled and scratched his majestic mustache, he was an old-looking man with white hair, and he had weird-looking hair ties behind his ears and gorgeous hair.
He said with an extreme English accent.
"Well, yahs, I was most fortuitously engaged by Her Majesty to capture an image of that celestial expanse. I am immensely honored, beyond measure, to be entrusted with such a lofty task. Yet, I do ponder as to the eminent arrival of Her Majesty herself. Pray, the clock nears the midnight hour, if you would be so kind as to note." Benjamin said this with great elegance.
Jack cringed a little bit next to these people, he was already used to an old English accent since he lived here for almost 5 months but this was just too much, he bearly even understood what this man said.
Reginald responded like he understood everything "Truly, it does raise some concerns, sir. One cannot help but wonder if all is well. The unusual circumstances surrounding this event give rise to numerous inquiries and spark my curiosity."
They were about to continue talking but suddenly.
BANG!!
BANG!!
Sarah Jones Suddenly banged at Reginald and fell Wine was spilled on Reginald's white suit.
"HAAAH" People sucked the air, this was the first time they saw something like this in a Noble Gathering.
"OH, GOOD LORD! I BEG YOUR PARDON, I AM SORRY!" James Cooper yelled it out.
"I... I IMPLORE YOUR FORGIVENESS, SIR REGINALD! I AM CONSUMED WITH REMORSE! THE DRINK HAS OVERWHELMED ME, AND I DEEPLY REGRET MY ACTIONS!" Sarah Jones tried to stand up with some panic, she could not go against such a man like Reginald, and she cursed her Enormous high heels for this.
"No, no, I assure you, it's my fault entirely for standing here. Please accept my deepest apologies." Reginald stood there for a few seconds looking at this scene then he shook his head and smiled with a handsome smile and tried to help Sarah up, His wife looked over and she also went towards to help.
James Cooper came finally ""Oh, I do apologize, Sir Reginald, for my wife's clumsiness. I assure you, I will take full responsibility for the suit's damage and cover the expenses. Please accept my sincere apologies."
"No, as i said please don't say that," Reginald said this to the couple
"Please tissue here." He called out to the waiter.
Reginald got the tissue and wiped the stain off while talking to James Cooper
James Cooper said a thousand sorry before the couple left and Reginald Continued to talk to others, but he just reached for a knife on the table and very aggressively cut the meat of a pig that was near the table.
He clenched his fist on the knife and aggressively put the meat in his place.
This was not noticeable from the outside because he continued to talk with a smiley face but this movement was very obvious to someone that was monitoring him all this time, someone was Jack.
He just stood there dumbfounded and the only thought in his mind was "He wouldn't kill someone for something like this right?" Jack thought this in mind at this moment.
End Of Chapter.