Lady Chastity’s Reserve – Review

Published On October 9, 2015 | By Matthew Hughes | Music & Nightlife Reviews & Previews

Bonkers and brilliant.
On the hunt for a bottle of Lady Chastity’s fabled aphrodisiac wine, an evening of immersive madcap mystery ensued.

Having so far missed out on the increasingly popular immersive games craze, I had no idea what to expect as I set foot in the Black Lion Pub in the Lanes to partake in a game of Lady Chastity’s Reserve. Experimental game makers Handmade Mysteries have found a second home in Brighton and promise a new and improved version of their London counterpart.

IMG_1530The cosy atmosphere of the downstairs pub vanishes as you’re transported to the demented world of Lady Chastity. Taking place in one room with a convincing and inspired set up, the unique storyline and attention to detail lures you into the macabre and bawdy domain of the voracious Lady Chastity.

The aim of the game is to pass a series of levels and unlock the last bottle of Lady Chastity’s notorious aphrodisiac wine, previously used to fuel her lavish, depraved parties. When her vineyard burned to the ground, one bottle remained and we were setting out to win it. The story unfolds as you play and I won’t spoil it further sufficed to say it’s suitably naughty and disturbing. A sand timer counts down the one hour you’re given to solve all the clues and the unsettling (yet thoroughly charming and hilarious) Gabriel, butler to the manic Chastity, is on hand to offer three chances of help.

Stepping into the room, my group and I delved into a Gothic-horror world of dolled-up skeletons, dangling skulls, dusty clutter and maniacal ravings. The hour flew by as we attempted to piece together the ingeniously conceived mystery and figure out the codes to a series of padlocks, each revealing a new puzzle.

Lady Chastity team

The survivors

Bonkers and brilliant, you won’t find another evening in town like this. A beautiful  balance of silly sauciness and genuine terror, it was surprisingly and pleasingly challenging, requiring a mix of lateral thinking, teamwork and good old fashioned searching around on all fours with a torch.

We scratched our heads at the increasingly baffling clues as our time slipped away. We cut it pretty close to the mark but eventually emerged clasping the last bottle from the lady’s infamous vineyard. A more satisfying drink I’ve yet to experience. Highly recommended.

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