![]() Right?Ĭracking this case will be a tall order, but one thing's for sure: whatever happens, Braineater Jones isn't getting out of this one alive. The investigation into his own murder probably won't point Jones toward the city's most important bootlegger.Īnd even if it does, it's not like he'll risk cutting off the hooch just to seek justice for himself, right? No one man's life is worth unleashing a cannibalistic orgy of violence. (In a word: braineaters.)Įverything will probably be fine. ![]() Without liquor they become mindless, flesh-munching ghouls. Prohibition is in full swing, and the dead need alcohol to function. When he's not solving cases (poorly) Jones is always looking to keep his flask full. With a smartass severed head as a partner, Jones hangs up his shingle in the city's undead quarter. Somebody plugged him and dumped his corpse in a swimming pool. ![]() ![]() The undead private eye everybody calls "Braineater Jones" has an axe to grind. ![]()
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