The royal legs

I hitched a ride on the suprisingly large partridge i foudn underneath the vampire's garden and followed MIGS, i saw getting a text but i knew not what it said, this did not bode well, i had not anticipated texts. I followed him to back lane, a rather silly street who's only occupants were two pubs; The Queen's Legs and The King's legs. In-bewtween the royal legs was an alley receding into darkness, this is where MIGS was heading, this is were i must go.