This week was hell. Well most weeks where nowadays. I haven't had time to do anything but sleep in my apartment. A few hours of sleep between slaving at work from early morning to well into the night. Well it's not actually slaving when I bring in the kind of money I make. But does that make me happy. I never have time to spend the money I make. Sure the apartment was lovely. Exclusively furniture, for sure nice to look at but almost never used for its purposes.

Well except for the bed. The only investment I've made that actually had come to use. And it has probably saved me. I would never had made it through the nightmarish workdays without the rest I got during my hours in the bed.

It's Friday and I actually don't need to work at all this weekend. All my projects at work are finished. A bunch will start Monday morning, but no need to think about them now.

I poured my self a glass of chardonnay and sat down in my comfortable couch looking out over the panoramic view over the city. I can do whatever I want.

I went all blank. What do you do when you don't work? I don't know.

I was terrified. Is this why I spent all this hours on work, building a career getting payed more than most could imagine. To sit in my expensive couch in my outrageously expensive home not knowing what to do once I had some time off.

DING DONG

Saved from my depressing thought by the bell, the doorbell. Wanting to quickly get out from under the dark thoughts I rushed to the door not even wondering what it could be, or who.

"This package was delivered for you"

"Thank you" I said when I received the beautifully wrapped small box. I closed the door in a hurry. I was extremely curious what the box contained.

The first thing I saw was a mask. The kind you used in fancy masquerades. Beneath it was a letter. It read

"You have been invited to the House of games by a member. Should you want to visit the House you will also have the opportunity to become a member yourself. Should you not want to visit us you must destroy the invitation box and all of its contents. If you decide to visit us dial the following number on your phone. There will be no answer but a car will come to your home and pick you up exactly one hour after your call. The dress code for the House is black tie and you must use the mask when entering the House."

In small print in the bottom of the letter was stated:

"Should you not not call the number within 7 days and not have destroyed the box and its contents by then it will self-destruct. This might form a danger for fire so please follow the instructions should you not want to come."

Wow, this was something. No way I'm passing this opportunity. First thing tomorrow I'm going shopping for the right clothes. I know what I'm doing tomorrow night.