I started having dreams.
About a house. A house that was built without hands.
And then one day, I received a letter and it became mine.
Life had been breathed into fantasy.
But now, it won't let me sleep....until I invite others.

[One day, you receive a letter on your doorstep. It says:]

To my esteemed friends,

I have acquired an illustrious estate through the death of a distant relative who I've never met. I thought it only fitting that I invite you all to attend a dinner party on its grounds. It will certainly be a night to remember. However, the estate is quite peculiar. It only exists in the year 1951. To enter its grounds, you must be dressed entirely with clothing of that era. If you are carrying anything from the modern world, the house will simply never appear for you. And not only your clothing, but your attitude must reflect the time. I have included your unique characteristics on the back of this invitation. My driver will pick you up and take you on a road that can only be driven by his mysterious time traveling automobile. Then almost like magic, the place will appear. I hope you all can make it, and have a glorious time.

Signed,

Mercedes Storm