In the coldest month of 1933, somewhere near the Austrian border, passengers aboard the Simpleton-Orient Express experience a murder that will change their lives forever! But who killed mysterious stranger John Doe? Join us to find out whodunit!
As a professor, you’re too busy thinking to worry about fashion so you wear your trademark crumpled three-piece suit and tie - but it’s the pipe, moustache and wild grey hair that set you apart. A pocket watch helps keep time and space.
Nothing says ‘doctor’ more than a white coat and a dreamy bedside manner and you have both. Underneath the coat you wear a tweed suit and bow tie, complete with a stethoscope and a pocket full of tongue depressors.
There’s no mistaking you in your nurse’s uniform, which is practical for travel as well as work. Your hair is pinned under a white cap, but your bright lipstick and smokey eyes give you a rebellious air. A thermometer is optional!
As a psychiatrist, you are serious and focused in a tailored suit and modestly heeled shoes that ooze professionalism. Your horn-rimmed glasses allow you to study your patients clearly as you jot down their problems in your notepad.
You’re immaculate in black suit, bow tie and white gloves. You use the cloth over your arm to polish your shoes and any passing silverware.
You are an illusionist so you’re dressed for the stage in suit and tails, with a jewel-coloured turban and a mesmerising stare. There’s a rabbit in your pocket and you carry chains in case you need to do an impromptu escapology demonstration.
You are an archaeologist. Raiding tombs is a messy business so you wear a pale open-neck shirt with brown trousers and a brown leather jacket to keep the spiders off. A fedora, bullwhip and satchel for storing treasures completes the look.
You may not have planned to be a widow but fortunately you pack for every eventuality, so you wear a black mourning dress complete with black veil. You clutch a photo of your husband and a handkerchief for your tears.
As a spy, your job is to be beautiful and alluring so foreign dignitaries tell you all their secrets, and your long red satin gown means you are very good at your job. Dark curls tumble over your shoulders and long gloves caress your arms.
You are a detective. You are the picture of eccentricity with your three-piece-suit, neat bow tie, shiny cufflinks, pince-nez, polished boots, overcoat, cane, Homburg hat, bald head and, of course, waxed moustache.
You are a strong man. No one told you to dress for dinner so you’re still wearing your leopard-skin leotard with a wide black belt and black boots. At least your handlebar moustache is smartly waxed and curled. Don’t forget your dumbbells!
You wear a simple nun’s habit with a cross around your neck. Your pocket bible is useful for looking up scripture as well as swatting flies.
You are a woman of a certain age and wealth, so you dress the part in a high-collared, long dress adorned with heavy jewellery and a multitude of furs. Your hair is tightly pinned into a bun and your make-up is thick.
You are an actress. You wear a long evening dress in a pale colour to complement your perfectly coiffed Hollywood curls and you look like you’ve stepped straight off the silver screen! Paint your lips red and don’t forget to strike a pose.