The Last Thing
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Ongoing29m
Last published Wed, Oct 12, 2016
Twelve invitations are sent to twelve different people in all different places. Some poorer than dirt, some richer than kings, the receivers of this letter are vastly different in every way. So when it leads them all to one single location; A mammoth mansion in a desolate forest, and they learn that each letter claimed they were sent there for a different purpose, all of them are confused.
But the real drama starts when they find the hosts body riddled with stab wounds, and her fiancΓ© is no where to be seen.
-Oh and did I mention there's no way out of the house?
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