Who will escape? Who will be caught next?
Inspired by the classic game.
The night above the Akasai was the colour of a wilted rose, broken by a rain of white petals.
Ceru dodged a splash of rice wine as she shouldered through the Moonshard Festival crowd, pushing past the doors of Caged Noin. “To another year of long life!” she heard somebody say, “or one night of good drink!”
It was a curse and a blessing, a local saying. The Caged Noin was a place reserved for locals, a venue where fate coalesced in gambles of life and coin. There was a small line to the front doors: she took the place of a beastman who was kindly removed with a boot to the back.
Shouts and raised fists call for every heart to be counted. Will Dias be counted among the marked in rebelling against the tyrannical SAFE Act, join the unmarked who hold his dream in their hands, or with everything to gain and nothing to lose, will he be able to keep a distant promise to not be blown away with everyone else?
Meanwhile, David’s other half, created from the Potion of Shadows, has been captured by the Ice Queen. And Bernice is the last one free to find the Chalice of Eternity.