Vampunk
sʇɐq ןooɔ ǝɥʇ ɥʇıʍ ƃuıƃuɐɥ
It had been weeks already since the Police Department had stopped their investigation, being left with more questions than answers and still having no lead to follow. Every trace of the young reporter who had chased his dreams in the big city seemed to have been wiped off the face of the earth, leaving nothing more than an abandoned apartment and a very hungry grey cat.
Bills and Letters were piling up behind the locked apartment door and the PD was at their wit’s end. No friends or family that could have provided any useful information about his whereabouts and the journal he worked for didn’t have anything regarding the new story he was investigating.
Everything he had recently been working on was gone, not a single file left on his hard-drive and not even a scribble on top of his desk to provide any clue about what may have lead to him suddenly disappearing.
And so it was that he was written off, his office occupied by a new uprising reporter, his apartment cleared out and his cat disappearing into the nightly streets.
And yet his actions had put something in motion that would change the lives of those he had called close friends before he had left everything behind to become a star journalist, before he had found the story of the century, before curiosity lead him down the rabbit hole into a world that would swallow him up and leave the world wondering where he had gone.
But Wonderland would not close its doors for future visitors.
And the mark he had left would lead to a mad letter slipping past the thin veil separating worlds to find those human souls that still mourned the loss of a friend.
Would curiosity or loyalty to their friend lead them down the path into Wonderland, following the white rabbit that is the chance of finding their lost childhood friend again?
An Invitation they could not refuse.
An Invitation that would lead them into a somewhat suspicious alley between two large skyscrapers with the crevice between them for some reason still being occupied by an ancient-looking opera house.
Seemingly abandoned as there was no light coming from its many windows and the somewhat rusty sign reading “Wonderland” did speak volumes of how old the establishment was.
Bills and Letters were piling up behind the locked apartment door and the PD was at their wit’s end. No friends or family that could have provided any useful information about his whereabouts and the journal he worked for didn’t have anything regarding the new story he was investigating.
Everything he had recently been working on was gone, not a single file left on his hard-drive and not even a scribble on top of his desk to provide any clue about what may have lead to him suddenly disappearing.
And so it was that he was written off, his office occupied by a new uprising reporter, his apartment cleared out and his cat disappearing into the nightly streets.
And yet his actions had put something in motion that would change the lives of those he had called close friends before he had left everything behind to become a star journalist, before he had found the story of the century, before curiosity lead him down the rabbit hole into a world that would swallow him up and leave the world wondering where he had gone.
But Wonderland would not close its doors for future visitors.
And the mark he had left would lead to a mad letter slipping past the thin veil separating worlds to find those human souls that still mourned the loss of a friend.
Would curiosity or loyalty to their friend lead them down the path into Wonderland, following the white rabbit that is the chance of finding their lost childhood friend again?
An Invitation they could not refuse.
Dear mortal Wanderer
I, Titania, hereby formally invite you to take a look at what lies behind the veil.
A glimpse behind the mask of this city
An opportunity to join us in the Masquerade in a night of wonder and mystery
A one-time ticket into “Wonderland”
You are free to leave at any point
Our hospitality knows no limits, so if you dare to stay we promise you will enjoy your stay
My servant, Puck, shall introduce you to our world if you are to join us the coming Sunday eve
Sincerely,
Masque of the Blue Fae
I, Titania, hereby formally invite you to take a look at what lies behind the veil.
A glimpse behind the mask of this city
An opportunity to join us in the Masquerade in a night of wonder and mystery
A one-time ticket into “Wonderland”
You are free to leave at any point
Our hospitality knows no limits, so if you dare to stay we promise you will enjoy your stay
My servant, Puck, shall introduce you to our world if you are to join us the coming Sunday eve
Sincerely,
Masque of the Blue Fae
An Invitation that would lead them into a somewhat suspicious alley between two large skyscrapers with the crevice between them for some reason still being occupied by an ancient-looking opera house.
Seemingly abandoned as there was no light coming from its many windows and the somewhat rusty sign reading “Wonderland” did speak volumes of how old the establishment was.