The Wolf's Game
Maybe when I wake, I will find that all of this is nothing more than a bad dream.
Something gleams on the bed, a small, black envelope sealed with red wax. It’s the only thing that doesn’t belong.
My fingers tremble as I pick it up. The seal bears a sigil I don’t recognize, a circle with thorns curling inward.
On the front, in precise gold lettering: The Game beckons you.
Inside, a single card:
Survive the Game. Win what your heart desires most. Will you accept the challenge?
I stare at it, numb. I flip the card over in my hands, looking for more information, but there is only a small map etched into the back. The forbidden forest. The place that is said to contain dark magic and plague