When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Part 2: The Dinner Party Chapter 6: Guests and Tales Seven in the evening. Gillian’s flat. 738 Marsh Road. Flat 8D. Jason goes solo to the dinner party, just as he has planned all day. The last text from Dillon reads: Have a great dinner. Let me wrap up my meeting and I’ll shoot over to party as soon as I can. Dillon’s a man of his word. If he says he’ll try to show up, he will. Case closed. Gillian’s flat looks like a famous artist’s abode. She’s not an artist, though. She doesn’t know the difference between an easel and a paintbrush. Poor thing. Bronze and human-shaped figurines by Daniel Lucy, a local sculptor, decorate the steel-colored walls and cement floor. Jason counts more than fifteen, haunted by the creatures because they resemble ghouls from hell opposed to angels in heaven.