Fashion had reached such heights over the years, with everyone doing their very best to upstage everyone else at every event, that perhaps it shouldn’t have been a surprise when the prize for best fancy dress went to a janitor in plain unadorned overalls.
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Nobody knew if people left the town on their own, or were taken against their will. All anyone knew for sure was that one day, they were there, and the next, they were gone — and there was one more mark carefully inscribed on the wall surrounding the town.
The key didn’t look particularly important. Just one of many on the keychain. Weathered metal, obviously long-used, but nobody could remember when it was last turned. The mystery wasn’t what lock it would open, but what would be released when it was used.