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I stood behind the counter inside my pie shop, pounding away at a rather large lump of dough. Honestly, I hadn't a clue why I was bothering to make the rubbish. I hadn't had a customer for weeks, and my meat pies...well, to be blunt, weren't the tastiest. Even Mrs. Mooney had more business than I, and you could bet I had my suspicions on how her shop was still up and running in those poor times. I noticed the neighborhood cats disappearing, and around the same time her shop got a noticeably larger amount of customers. In any case, I was disgusted. However, it was a smart idea, especially with the price of meat. I wasn't sure how much longer I was to be in business.

A cockroach scuttled across the counter as I began rolling the dough, and I quickly flicked it off the counter and crunched it under my boot. I had no time to deal with such disgusting creatures these days. They were everywhere; it simply couldn't be helped. The door creaked open and the small bell above the opening rang faintly. I gasped.

"A customer!"

I hurried to brush my flour-covered gloves on the skirt of my dress before greeting the man. Blowing the dust off a plate, I plopped a meat pie on it from the oven and slid it in front of him. "Have a drop of ale with it; won't get it down otherwise. They're quite revolting, if I must say so myself. But times is hard, sir, you must understand that." I poured him a glass and put it beside the plate, heading behind the counter with a sigh, finishing up the next batch of pies. Another cockroach scurried across the counter, so I picked up my rolling pin and smashed it without another thought.

I looked up at him, one palm cradling my face, the other on the counter. "Trust me, dearie. It's going to take a lot more than ale to wash that taste out. Follow me." I walked into the back room, my living room, and poured him a small glass of rum. "Sit down, warm your bones." He asked why I didn't rent out the upstairs rooms, times being so hard and all. I responded saying,"Won't go near it. People think it's haunted. You see, something horrible happened up there. There was a barber and his wife...and they transported him for life. Barker, his name was. Benjamin Barker." He asked what his crime was.

"Foolishness."

[Looking for someone to play Sweeney, of course :3 we can deal with sorting out the other charries later. Please be semi-descriptive <3]

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