The time was right, the place was set and the invitations had been sent out. The guests were hidden behind porcelain, identities unknown. But it's that feeling of being incognito that set everyone free. Gave them the confidence to do what could not be done without the masks. They were free. To dance, to flirt, to love..... To murder. Welcome to the Masquerade. (A dark SeaMexican Fanfiction) Rated PG17 for blood, violence and language