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Monkchin has much on his mind, as is usual... 

But after an eventful day tracking down the secrets of Oscar's portrait and the Captain's Unction he feels weary and retires to his bed for rest and relaxation. 

Even in his fitful sleep Monkchin must solve a crime so convoluted that only dream logic will do the trick. 

With Stretch at his side, Monkchin embarks on a journey that mixes fact with fiction and causes time to seep in all directions... 

In Gallowtree, again and again and again...