Welcome, mysterygoers, to Chesterfield Manor!
A tale of intrigue, high society, dark humor and murder most foul awaits!Beware! Such stories are not for the faint of heart….
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London, England, 1889
You, a fresh-faced aristocrat with a complicated history, have just received this letter:
“Dear esteemed sir, or madam.
I regret to inform you that I, Agatha Chesterfield, am no more. Deceased. Dead. Kicked the bucket, as it were. The circumstances of my demise cannot, currently, be disclosed, but they themselves are no matter, as I organized them by my own means. I am, or I was, not a fool. All have their time to go, and mine came as an old friend.
If you are reading this letter, you may congratulate yourself, as it means that before my death, I determined that you were important to me in life.
There are not many of you. I was a secretive woman it is true.
Be you relative, in-law, business partner or friend, you all have something in common that I have observed: you are undoubtedly fond of money.
Do not object, for I know you all too well. I can tell, for instance, you wonder already about the matter of my last will and testament.
As you, and I imagine much of London knows, over my many years I had accumulated much wealth. In death I have no humility to deny it, my home abounds with riches an treasure of untold value. Collections from the furthest reaches of the earth lie yet undiscovered in the bowels of my manor house in town. Collections I have no doubt you would bend over backwards to get hold of.
And therein lies the meaning of this invitation. For indeed it is an invitation. For lack of a decent lawyer with whom I have ever shared a trust, I have decided to take the matter of my inheritance into my own hands.
Thus, I have invited all of you: people of import in my life, to my home at Chesterfield.
From there, the determining factor of who gets my money is simple:
You must survive one night.
Simple, is it not? Whomever survives one night at my manner will split the entirely of my estate among themselves.
And of course, if there is only ONE person left, they will be entitled to ALL of it…
I myself can assure that is is enough money to be spent several lifetimes over. Far more than I could handle in all my years.
I assure you my servants will supply you with all manner of resources to make your stay as comfortable as possible. I invite you to explore my library, conservatory, spacious parlors and billiards hall.
Should you ever wish to leave the manor, all you need to do is walk out the front door. But once that is done, you will be disqualified, and not allowed in again.
I would be so pleased for you to join us.
The date shall be the 13th of October, and we shall expect you all at the stroke of 6 o’clock sharp.
Knowing you, I trust you will be there for your chance at my wealth.
I offer only this last warning:
~When gold is held in one hand,
The other may be bloodied~
Best Regards,
Agatha W. E. Chesterfield”
Tonight is the eve. May the winner take all.
Hosted and narrated by:
Liv Wisely (CatManRatMan)
Started 10/03/18.
Scenes played: 4
License: Community License
