Midnight on the River Styx

Summary

The day I was diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder, my longtime crush finally confessed his love.

He gathered his friends and family, chartered a luxury cruise ship, and threw a massive engagement party.

Thus began our week-long romantic getaway.

But when midnight struck...

A romantic requiem echoed through the ship...

Lock your door, Ms. Rabbit, cover your face tight.

Your breathing will stop, you won’t toss turning tonight.

Rest in peace, beautiful soul, in the pale moonlight.

Slowly, the number of living people on board began to dwindle.