The Invitation

I smiled.

The offer came out of nowhere, like a whisper sneaking into my thoughts without permission. I didn’t know where it came from or who sent it. But without hesitation, I accepted.

And from that moment on, I started to lose my mind.

Something gnawed at me—a sensation I couldn’t quite explain. Like a faint voice lingering at the back of my head, creating an itch I couldn’t scratch. I wasn’t sure if I was drawn in, trapped, or just lost in some illusion.

My feet led me to a party. Or had I been in one all along?

The room shimmered with gold and silver light, yet there was no visible source. Tables were filled with food that looked too perfect, yet no one touched them. Music played softly, barely more than a whisper in the air, weaving through the empty chairs.

Strangely, I wasn’t afraid.

Instead, something inside me stirred—an odd thrill I couldn’t put into words. It was as if this place had a pull on me, inviting me to step in deeper.

I walked forward, letting the eerie atmosphere wrap around me. Every step felt lighter, yet heavier at the same time. Like something was watching. Hiding in unseen corners.

And for some reason… I felt like I had just stepped into a game I didn’t fully understand.