๐“ฆ๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ฌ๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ

Your day begins as normal; you woke up and got ready to take care of your daily business, went to work, went for a jog, took the kids to school, you naturally fell into you daily routine completely unaware of the dark turn things would take later on that evening.

And once you arrive home there's a stack of mail waiting for you like normal, and although perhaps you usually you ignore the stack today you feel the need to look through.

At first, it's all the same bills or magazines or whatever other annoying clutter you might just throughout or ignore. But towards the end you get to a hand sealed envelope with nothing but a title with no true meaning to yet, on the front, no address or stamp.

Inside it reads

๐’ข๐‘œ๐‘œ๐’น ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” (character role),

๐’ด๐‘œ๐“Š ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‡๐’น๐’พ๐’ถ๐“๐“๐“Ž ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“‹๐’พ๐“‰๐‘’๐’น ๐’ท๐“Ž ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ข๐’ถ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐‘€๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ๐‘’๐“๐’ป ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“€๐‘’ ๐’ถ ๐“…๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐’ถ ๐‘”๐’ถ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“ƒ๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“ˆ๐’ถ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐“ˆ.

๐’ฒ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐‘’ ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐“ ๐“…๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“Ž ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐’น ๐“๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’๐’น ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“๐“Ž ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐“ ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐“‡๐“‹๐’พ๐“‹๐‘’. ๐’ช๐“‡ ๐“…๐‘’๐“‡๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“…๐“ˆ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“‰.

๐’ฎ๐‘œ ๐“Œ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐‘’๐“๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐“…๐‘œ๐“ˆ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐’ท๐“๐‘’ ๐’ป๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’ถ๐“ ๐’น๐’ถ๐“Ž๐“ˆ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“‰๐“‡๐“Š๐“๐“Ž ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“…๐‘’ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’ฟ๐‘œ๐“Ž ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡๐“ˆ๐‘’๐“๐’ป ๐’น๐‘’๐‘’๐“…๐“๐“Ž ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“‰๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐’ป๐“‡๐’พ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’น๐“ˆ ๐’ท๐“Š๐“‡๐“ƒ๐“ˆ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐’ธ๐“‡๐‘’๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐’ท๐‘’ ๐‘’๐“๐“…๐‘œ๐“ˆ๐‘’๐’น.

๐’œ๐“๐“ ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’ป๐’ถ๐’พ๐“‡ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐‘”๐’ถ๐“‚๐‘’, ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“‰๐“‡๐“Š๐“๐“Ž ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“๐“Ž ๐‘”๐‘œ๐’ถ๐“ ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“๐“… ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐’ถ๐“๐“ ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ธ๐‘œ๐‘”๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“๐‘’ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‚๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š'๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐‘’.

๐ผ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“‚๐‘’๐‘’๐“‰ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐’ถ๐“๐“ ๐’ถ๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“‡๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ท๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡๐“ˆ๐‘’๐“๐’ป.

๐’ฒ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐‘”๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“‡๐‘’๐‘”๐’ถ๐“‡๐’น๐“ˆ,ย 
๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ข๐’ถ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐‘€๐’ถs๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡

As you reach the end of the letter you look to realize you no longer are in your home but outside and at the gates of a large Victorian Esq mansion. The gates open wide for you to enter and begin exploring and find your way to the others inside, to start unraveling the mystery of your newfound title and what game it is you have all been forced to play.





โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”
(You have cordially invited by the Game Master herself to take a part in a game of sinners and saints. Where everyone will pay for the lives they had lived and only the honest will survive. Or perhaps not. So we welcome you into your possible final days and truly hope you enjoy yourself deeply watching your friends burns and your secrets be exposed. All is fair in this game, and truly our only goal is to help you all recognize the monsters you've become. I can not wait to meet you all as the worst and best version of yourself. With the highest regards, The Game Master)

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