NRA darkened room that looks to be the location of some quickly abandoned party is the setting for tonight`s adventure. A flashing light, a hypnotic voice, a trio of heroes at the mercy of a strange specter lurking in the shadows. The voice beckons them onward. The light flashes and blinks. Confetti and glitter fall in showers. Poisonous gasses filter in, rendering our heroes helpless. Enter the Minion (Puck)... Minion is evil. Minion is twisted. Minion is devious, dark, and desperate. When first we meet this vile kidnapper, he is swathed from head to toe in black, a shining, faceless sensualist in a mask of leather straps, winking grommets, and silver buckles. Only his strong, probing hands are visible, as he strokes the limp, muscular frames of the fallen heroes, and ties them up with unyielding rope. Now the fun can begin, as the pulsating voice urges Minion to awaken just one of the fallen heroes.
