The tapestries hang on old mottled stone. Colorful dappled light filters in through stain glass windows. The room is quiet, even your footsteps seem muffled despite the hard mosaic tile beneath your feet. You look up. There are others in this room, but you can’t hear any of them. clutching the invitation and trading card you received in your hand, you hold it up to the tapestry before you, full of strange symbols. Your card matches some of these symbols…
Below the tapestry sits a table. You pick up one card from each stack. More trading cards from the set yours came from. And one of the cards on the table is the same person as a tapestry! At least you think so…The names look the same at least.
