The Darkest Hour

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Game Information
  • Created Jan 30 '12
  • Last Post May 2 '13 at 5:30pm
  • Status Complete
  • System World of Darkness

Game Description

A well dressed older looking gentleman in a black suit sits on a comfortably in an old victorian era velvet chair as a soft but haunting aria can just barely be heard over the sounds of masterfully played piano that echo throughout his study. He turns to look at the table on the left side of his chair, seeing a crystal tumbler full of fine scotch next to what looks to be a brand new rolled up newspaper on top of it. The elder gentleman sighs and closes his eyes for moment, turning to face the door that led into the study, opening his eyes and checking to see if those obsidian doors will open at any moment. He knows it won't, so he turns to grab the newspaper, unrolling it open to read the article of the newspaper he was already aware of...

Winter Springs Herald
January 2nd, 2015
Who Killed Mercedes Black?

Missing since December 2014, the body of twenty five year old Mercedes Black was found at the bottom of the Frostfalls, naked and bound in plastic wrap yesterday morning. She had been discovered by local Jimmy Wilson, 57, as he was going about his morning duties just outside of the The Frostfalls Hotel. Police have yet to give a cause of death or name any suspects but appear to confirm that she may not have died by drowning.

This comes as a great tragedy to the community as many people in Winter Springs knew Mercedes rather well, including the author of this morbid article. She was a wonderful young woman full of love and energy who gave herself freely to those around her who were in need. She could often be found volunteering at the hospital or help organizing city wide events in her spare time when she wasn't working as the Winter Springs Herald's very own Head Journalist.

Mercedes is survived by her twin brother, Adrian Black, who was understandably unavailable for comment at the time...
The old gentleman didn't bother to finish reading the article and instead decided to fold the newspaper and set it back on the side table. A moment later he reached over and carefully grasped the tumbler full of exquisitely aged scotch taking a moment to admire the drink in the luminescent velvet light of the study. Finally, he took a slow sip and kept his eyes on the obsidian gateway ahead of him, waiting for what would inevitably come next...

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