Writing | Role-Playing
This was the train to your new life, pleasures or unfinished business. The train station bustled, with entrepreneurs, journalists, artisans and the like. You felt different among them. Like something was wrong, you didn't deserve to be here.
Your thoughts were broken by a steam horn. A train came to a stop before you. The next stop, to Bohemia. Prehevil, to be exact.
The conductor clips your tickets, his hand lingers on yours. You doze off, eventually. Nothing awakens you, yet you feel disturbed. The train kept chugging, yet no attendant or conductors in sight.
You see a strange young girl in pink in the corner of your eye.
```FUNGERONPA ; A LITERATE KILLING GAME EXPERIENCE```
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ *__The year is 1967.__* After your train grinds to a halt in the Bohemian town of Prehevil, you find yourself trapped with 15 fellow Ultimates just as clueless as you. Which of you will succumb to the gaze of the all-seeing moon god, and which of you will find your way out of this hell?
