Sanctum of Death

Soon after, you are in the passenger seat of Simon's secondhand car, driving through a sudden shower of rain. The windscreen wipers fitfully wash thick dollops of rainwater away from the windscreen.

"This reminds me of a joke," Claudia observes cheerfully from the back.

"Oh God, Claudia, not one of your endless jokes."

"All right. Tell us your joke."

"Is it an Irishman joke?"

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