When was the last time you went 24 hours without thinking to look at your phone?
When was the last time you felt able to?
I answered as honestly as possible and wondered how my answers would impact my experience when things got started.
Upon arriving I was met by the event’s cast, already in character.
Next was the mysterious Dee, Carter’s rebellious second-in-command with prior connections to the house.
The different factions that emerged provoked something of a dichotomy over the remainder of the evening.
Did I want to save the character I had allied with?
Was it worth risking further danger to gamble a better outcome?
And should I trust the small glass bottle another player had just given me?
It’s riveting, absorbing stuff.
Would I go back?
