Cul-de-Sacrifice — Chapter 1: The Altar in the Cupboard，第 16 页
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In a stone chamber with columns and rubble, Sam holds up a glowing light while Mr. Keane and Miss Shaw look around. Sam: “This was just a tank before. It was down here this morning! It was a tank!” Miss Shaw: “Were you using a boat, Sam?” Mr. Keane: “You are correct, Mr Keane. It was a tank...” Miss Shaw: “This is a different style than the rest of the mansion, Erasmus... is this Byzantine?” Mr. Keane: “It is a cistern, Miss Shaw.” Sam, facing away and shining his light down a passage: “Yeah, now that you mention it, V, it looks a bit like the Basilica Cistern in Istanbul, doesn’t it?” Mr. Keane: “It looks like a cistern, Mr Keane” Sam sings: “♪ Istanbul, not Constantinople...” Mr. Keane: “Don’t.”
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Sam holds up a glowing light in a rubble-strewn stone chamber while Mr. Keane and Miss Shaw look around, and in the lower scene Mr. Keane stands between Sam and Miss Shaw as Sam sings.
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A housing-weary tenant, his Goth lawyer girlfriend and a vain necromancer try to prove the living and the dead can share a house fairly. Cheap rent, utilities included, undead housemates. At least they don't eat your food.