Mystery Mansion - Open
Jack sits in the office of one of his mansions, the room overlooks the front door and lawn with flowers blooming and luscious green grass despite the deep snow just beyond the property line. He gazes out across this landscape and breathes a deep sigh, “perhaps,” he murmurs softly, “It is time I invite some guests.”
He pulls out a fountain pen and some papers and starts writing out the invitations. One to @unholyretributioncomes, one to @fearlings-lament, and some to a variety of others he feels he may get along well with for extended periods of time. He carefully avoids mentioning the one detail that may prevent them from coming, after all, it gets rather lonely when you’re trapped in one place.










