It's 1865, and Wilkie Collins is writing down a text so bizarre, so full of the secret, creepy, unearthly, both damned and damning, he is going to make sure it is locked away for at least a century after his death. So it's now 2009 and I'm left with the almost eight hundred page result on my lap.
There are more real-life people and famous criminals to be found in [[Murder in Paradise by Alanna Knight]], likewise set in the 1860s, while further subterranean, gothic Dickensian thrills are to also be had in [[Joe Rat by Mark Barratt]], which is far too much fun to be left to the teenage audience.