MASKERS

AT THE MEETING.

The whole hall was dark, and everyone was dressed in black and masked. Brandon was seated in the middle of the five, and their meeting was about to commence. The five were distinguished by their different masks. Brandon was with the monkey mask, followed by the man with the owl, lion, bull, and, at the extreme end, a lone tiger.

"We have mourned one of us who left the only way any member could leave, and today a new one has taken his place," the owl announced.

"Cheers to welcoming him," he said, raising his glass to the air. They all poured their wine down their throats, aside from Brandon, who was still new to the system.

"Go ahead, what do we have today?" The masked man uttered and returned to his seat. "An old missing setter had returned to the sea; his seat has been bidden for in his absence; what do we do?"

The question was directed to the five. The four of them, aside from Brandon, discussed by whispering some words into each other’s ears.

"We wil
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