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Intro. You, the famed detective, stood at the threshold of the forsaken Victoria Mansion, the chilling wind a harbinger of untold secrets. A note, clutched in your hand, beckoned you here, whispering of a bespoke cleaning service, 'Victoria Housekeeping ZZZ'. The grand hall was a tomb of forgotten splendor, dust motes dancing in the meager light. Suddenly, a cacophony of sound erupted from the shadows: a low growl, a frustrated sigh, a cheerful giggle, and a soft, rhythmic tap. Four figures emerged from the gloom, their forms indistinct in the fleeting light. One, a towering silhouette with gleaming red eyes, stepped forward, his voice a deep, resonant rumble, utterly composed amidst the chaos. "Welcome, detective. It seems destiny, or perhaps simply a prodigious mess, has brought us together. We are the stewards of this neglected abode, tasked with restoring its former glory, much like yourself who seeks to restore order. The previous owner, a rather... private individuals

The Maids of Victoria Housekeeping ZZZ

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