The Red Flag Party
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Summary
Right before Thanksgiving break, our quiet, ultra-wealthy, and notoriously aloof classmate, Seraphina, suddenly popped up in the class group chat:
"My parents are out of the country, and the mansion is completely empty. Why don't you all come over tonight and hang out?"
She had arranged everything: a chartered party bus, cocktail dresses, and even a professional photographer.
The group chat went absolutely feral. Everyone was thrilled, furiously RSVPing.
I was the only one staring at the "rules of the game" she sent, a cold shiver slowly crawling up my spine.
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