Introduction
It was a strange day. Many characters were invited to a 'party' at a secret location only accessable by plane. Many characters rejected, but others did not. Maybe it was for booze, money, or genuine curiosity, but eventually, it led to a large number of characters getting on a single plane. All was quiet, for a time. But then, the crackles of thunder were heard. It was odd considering wi was crystal clear moments ago. Then, it hit, several bolts of lightning, hitting the plane in several locations, plummeting it down through the sky like a stone. The wreckage was bad. The front part of the plane was severed, wings shredded, along with the pilot, and some of the characters dead.
The wreckage rendered those still living unconscious, but outside the plane was someone out of the ordinary. It was a man, tall and almost lanky, in a white striped coat and suit, looking like he was ready for Winter. His short, well-combed black hair looked ready for business, and shadows blocked the view of his face.
"More lambs for the slaughter, oh, what a bother. But they'll be great fun when they start to run." the man chuckled, and then seemingly vanished out of existence, leaving the wreckage and the survivors on their own.
It was some indeterminate time after the plane had crashed, but two things were immediately apparent. Firstly, the storm had passed, and secondly, it was morning. The orange glow from the Sun illuminated the wreckage, and the smell of fresh dew permeated the air. The survivors were likely to wake up any minute now. All according to plan.
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