Dark Secrets
Why would you want to get involved with cults, and screaming girls, and dark passageways? This is definitely not your area of expertise. You decide it must have been your imagination and you continue walking out of the church.
As you exit the front door a figure in a dark robe whose face is concealed by a sagging hood stops you dead in your tracks. The figure looks panicked glancing back and forth repeatedly.
"Take this!" demands the high pitched voice from inside the hood. He jams an object into your hands and scurries off into the night. You look down at the object in your hands. It's an old dagger with fresh blood covering the blade! Just as you realize what you've been given you hear the sound of sirens coming from the surrounding streets.
You didn't ask for this, but fate has locked its vicious grip around your future.
As you exit the front door a figure in a dark robe whose face is concealed by a sagging hood stops you dead in your tracks. The figure looks panicked glancing back and forth repeatedly.
"Take this!" demands the high pitched voice from inside the hood. He jams an object into your hands and scurries off into the night. You look down at the object in your hands. It's an old dagger with fresh blood covering the blade! Just as you realize what you've been given you hear the sound of sirens coming from the surrounding streets.
You didn't ask for this, but fate has locked its vicious grip around your future.