The five and the Knife

<p>They call me a monster. A shadow that slithered through the gas lit streets of Whitechapel. they write of blood and fear of butchered bodies and silence. But they never knew me. Not really. In this chilling re-tellilng Jack the ripper and his victims gives voice to the man behind the myth - or perhaps the myth behind the man. told through Jack's own eyes this unnervingly intimate narrative pulls you into the darkest alleys of Victorian London where desperation reeked in the fog and every scream was swallowed by the night. But this is not just my story. It's theirs - Polly Annie Elizabeth Catherine and Mary Jane. The woman history reduced to footnotes in my legend. Here they live again. Are you brave enough to walk beside me? Turn the page. Let the hunt begin. </p>