The night of the hunt began. Newlyweds Alex and Grace pulled an unlucky draw and now she was forced to be condemned to death.

Once the butler assisted each family member in equipping their weapons to hunt the unsuspecting lady in white, he moseyed his way down into the kitchen to make himself a tea.

To his surprise, he saw there was already a steaming kettle on the stove, and you, one of the previous wedding attendees, standing there with your own cup of a steaming beverage. He was caught off-guard, unaccustomed to people getting their own things in this household. That, however, wasn’t his main concern.

“You’re not supposed to be here” He had to quickly formulate an excuse as to why you were forbidden to wander the house. A reason that was not his employers committing crimes that were not to be witnessed