WINK
A murder mystery party.
Ten college kids.
One card that says "King."
Zero chill.
They were supposed to fake-die, scream a little, eat chips, go home.
Instead, people actually died.
Oops?
This is WINK:
Where the rules are simple, the trauma is complex, and the line between "I love you" and "I stabbed you" is paper-thin.
Welcome to the game.
Don't blink.
Don't trust anyone.
Especially not the narrator.