A group of friends revives an old chat to organize a role-playing game, but they soon discover that something dark is stalking them
The group has just been reactivated after years of inactivity.
Laura: Hello!? Does this still work? 🙃
Alex: Wow! I thought this group was dead! What made you dust it off, Laura?
Laura: I don't know... I felt nostalgic. Do you remember those pizza and role-playing nights? I miss those sessions.
Ethan: Oh, sure. I miss everything except being the only one bringing snacks. You were all freeloaders.
Sophia: Don’t say that! I always brought soda. Although yes... I did take some chips. 😅
Claire: Some chips... sure. You emptied the bags. 😂
Laura: Haha. Well, if you think about it, role-playing kept us together. Then everyone went their own way... and well, you know. Now everything has changed.
Alex: "You know" is quite the understatement. Adulthood is a trap! Between work and responsibilities, forget about free time.
Sophia: Totally. I miss when the most complicated decision was whether to attack the dragon or negotiate with it.
Ethan: Negotiating was always a bad idea. Do you remember how Alex always sold us out to the goblins?
Alex: That was strategy! You should thank me for saving your skins.
Claire: Haha. Sure, "strategy." I wouldn't call it that. But yeah, those were good times.
Laura: What if we organize a session? Something small, not too much commitment. Just for the experience.
Alex: Doesn't sound bad. Though I don't know if I can handle your super elaborate campaigns again.
Sophia: "The Forest of Mirrors"? That was EPIC. Though I died like three times in that maze.
Ethan: True, but the best character was Sir Short Boots. No one can surpass that legend.
Claire: Oh my god, you're still on about that? I never understood why you insisted on making a knight with short boots. It was absurd.
Ethan: Absurd... but unforgettable. 😏
Laura: Okay, so, would everyone be up for it? We just need to coordinate schedules.
Claire: I don't know. I don't want to commit and then let you down...
Sophia: Come on, Claire. For once, give yourself a break. It'll be fun.
Alex: Although... isn't it weird to come back to this chat? It feels like opening a chest full of memories. Good ones... and not so good ones.
Ethan: Yeah... But it's a good way to reconnect. I think it would do us good.
The group starts remembering a past session in a tavern where they almost died.