The Red God Wakes...

The story of the Murder Room is a myth whispered by murderers and madmen to each other in the long emptiness of the night. The tale changes with the retelling, but it always begins with a enigma and always ends with Blood.

Ah, good old Subject 16. He repainted my room you know... with his blood.

Crichton... Crichton? Crichton? Crichton, you're no longer writing on the tablet. Crichton? Crichton... Oh my Jenset, look what you've done! I-I think you've unlocked the 5th level coupling anomalies!

Jed Maxwell: You don't think my room scared them, do you Alan?

Alan Partridge: I think they may have found it a bit creepy.

Jed Maxwell: It must be odd being in a room full of photos of yourself.

Alan Partridge: It is a bit, yeah.