Dark Witch
Art by Leah H Williams from Oddyssey.studio Darkwitch Intro The room was dark and relatively quiet. This, so far, has been the strangest auction Zara has been to. It felt like she had been transported into a murder mystery novel from the 1940s. They were in an antique parlor theatre that had been decorated with heavy red velvet curtains. A strange mist hung in the air that smelled of old cigars and bourbon. There were wooden chairs and tables in front of a stage. A bar was off to the right where some people stood in silence, wearing masks and holding drinks. Zara adjusted the mask they had sent her and looked around. It was eerily quiet. Smooth jazz played from an unknown source. She could hear the occasional faint murmuring of patrons. Zara had never been to this building before, she supposed it was easy enough to do in a city as big as this one. When she arrived, she came in through a door tucked between two other establishments on a busy city street. A door ignor...