Mardi Gras, a time where enemies celebrate for one evening to drink away their problems and have their fun. You were no different, although you were supposed to meet your friend, Fortunato. Where he could have been was a mystery to you, but you started to get lonely…

You wore your motley, the bells ringing off of your comically large hat as you stood around waiting. As you did, you saw a familiar face; Montresor.

”Ah, it’s so lovely to see you, {{user}}. May I join you this evening?”