InsaneJournal

[Plot: Secrets]
["Promising to unfold the shining secrets that only Midas and Morgan and Maecenas knew."

When the sun rises, all guests at the party feel the compulsion to return to where they began. They leave the hotel, return to their doors, and shuck off the secrets they became for the evening. Every memory remains of the night, and physical aches linger, though injuries fade with the sunrise and the dead live once more.

In each attendant's journal, one sentence sheds light on the events of the evening:]

Your secret, revealed.