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You were given an elegant letter. You remember that it was an invitation from Shelia Akashiya, a well known theatre actress. The letter said that you are invited to a celebration. For some reason, You decided to go to the said party.

You went inside the mansion as a person came in to greet you.

"Good morning, champ."

Said by the orange short haired female in a black, sailor fuku with a red ribbon in a boyish yet high pitched tone and a friendly wave.

"Morning.."

You answered with an awkward way.

"And then I thought I was going to be the only last guest to arrive. Guess I was wrong. You can call me Rozi and uhm..after you." You only reply with a nod and went straight to that door to finally get started.

The door leads to an open hallway. You can see the fancy chandelier hung in the middle of the ceiling. A spiral staircase was on the corner leading to the first floor. A pale black bob cut girl stares at your soul and wears a boring outfit. "You're the maid here, I presume?" "Of course I am." She said straight; "Your invitation please." She didn't said it politely but forced. You give the card and with that, the maid leaves then you continue walking. You realize this is the living room of the manor.

You notice three people nearby. You see a long brown haired female. She was dressed in a purple, long sleeved shirt, with the scarf with the same color of the shirt, yellow accents on it as it wrapped her neck. She silenced herself from her nervousness.

The second person also has long hair but her hair is red.
She was wearing a black blazer and had a red beret on. Her skin is pale like the impolite maid from before. The girl did not speak a word and minded her own business.

The third person is the person from before. Rozi smiles and smiles as she sees you.

"Yoooooooo!!!" She shouts at you as she approached you.
"You again." "Yes it's me." "Do you know what's going on?"
"I don't know either but it's a party so.. does it even matter? Its just about food and drinks anyway!" She joyfully reply as her eyes sparkles from when she said food. "Right, right..." You walk away from the living room and made it to the dining room.

Another girl stood there, dressed in chef whites. She had the traditional chef's hat on. Her hair is purple and long so it is tied in pigtails on her back. You assume they were there for arranging the table.

"If you're hungry...Just wait.. It'll be served soon.."
The chef anxiously puts the plates and forks and then spoons. While you feel your hunger, you can still have the patience to wait and she doesn't look like she wants to get over her job soon so you leave her be.

You return to the living room as you can hear footsteps from a distance. Like someone coming down the stairs.

It was no other than, Shelia Akashiya, The famous theatre actress wearing her red fabulous gown made out of silk with her red sparkling gloves. She continues coming down while holding the banister until she can see her guests have arrived.

"Greetings everyone, I am the one and only Shelia Akashiya. Thank you all for being here in this celebration party. It's nice to see familiar faces today." When she said familiar, she makes out a creepy smile. You thought it was you daydreaming so you rub your eyes. It worked and you see her angelic smile as she looks at you.

"Now this evening, this isn't about the food and drinks.
It's not about me. It's about you. Be merry while you can.
For life is worth living in joy. Who knows,

I could be a corpse tomorrow."

That last sentence rings on your head as you try to make out what happens. Your vision becomes distorted with colors all over. You can see what everyone's have been doing after the alcohol kicks in.

An upbeat music plays in your head.

The redhead and the brunette plays some cards. Rozi plays some darts while Shelia observes them all.
The maid and the chef didn't bother joining the fun as they are busy minding themselves.

The drink made your vision hazy, your eyelashes goes heavy as you slowly lose your consciousness. You couldn't make out who catches you and gets you on your designated room. The music finally stops as the clock shows the time is 1:30 AM in the night.

And it quickly changes into 8:30 AM in the morning.