Ramshorn RP: Illusions

However you got here, by bus or car, something compelled you to walk the rest of the way... You parted your transport of choice and made the climb up the hill towards the factory. Its daunting burnt out figure silhouetted by the setting sun. You remember hearing stories about this place, how it was once a munitions factory in the civil war, but closed due to an explosion that killed some workers. Later it was rebuilt and converted into a bottling factory, however this too stopped after a fire destroyed most of the building. Ever since it’s been abandoned, the locals refer to it as the ‘cursed factory’, and the school seniors tell everyone it was built on an ancient bury ground, although you’re pretty sure that’s just a lie. It’s a pretty quiet place regardless and sometimes the other kids hold mini raves out here, although you’ve never personally been.

Maybe this card was a secret invite to one? Maybe that would be okay, although a little bit of you is hoping it’s something a bit more exciting. After all it’s not every day you get cryptic messages; you just hope it isn’t one that will end in your untimely death.

You’ve reached the factory’s warehouse now; a big steel red door that appears to slide open stands in front of you. You can see some other figures approaching, other students from the school you think you can tell, yeah you recognize their face.
What you do now is up to you.