<div style="text-align: center"><i>I think my friend said, "I hear footsteps."<br/>
I wore my black and white dress to the<br/>
birthday massacre, birthday massacre, birthday<br/>
I wore my black and white dress</i>​</div><br/>The night before had been simple enough. The young mistress of the house had turned the manor into a warm home with lights, dance and music. Though the Young Miss' choice of music could grate some of the older era's ears. Something along the lines of Rock and Rave music. In fact that was what the event had been called, a 'rave'. The Young Miss had kissed them all good night before she retired for the evening, perhaps she had too much to drink as she had kissed the Ladies as well as the Men. Though who could have really stopped her? Afterall it was the Young Miss' 21st birthday. It was alright to be a bit tipsy.<br/><br/>It was the morning after that the butler had called the Young Miss' guests down to the kitchen with a jingle of bells in each of their rooms. Each one had been friends of the Young Miss. Once there it would become apparent not all was well for any of them. Clearing his throat the butler stood at a attention as he started to pace the room. The snows thick and heavy outside, as it had been that cold winter night.<br/><br/>"I am sorry to inform you, despite prior to what the Young Miss said I cannot have you leave the manor this evening as planned." He cleared his throat slowly. "Nor will you be seeing the Young Miss." He fought to keep his stomach in tact as he continued, "She was...murdered. And until the snows clear we are the only ones able to solve this crime, for amongst is the one who murdered my young Miss." He stood a bit taller.<br/><br/>"Whoever did this knew what they were doing, she was stabbed down the back, still alive..." He shuddered, "This has been a Birthday Massacre."<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><i>Then we wished them all a happy birthday<br/>
We kissed them all goodnight. Now he chases me to my room,<br/>
chases me to my room, chases me<br/>
In my black and red dress</i>​</div><br/>[Do note the numbers I sent you have no correlation with posting order<img alt=":)" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" data-shortname=":)" loading="lazy" src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" title="Smile    :)"/>they are refering to the number on the dice.]