The Cult

My parents wanted me to have a good education and just about everyone I knew was tired of my rebellious streak, they wouldn’t except that its just who I am. So they sent me to Madam Antoinette’s boarding university a supposedly famous and well respected establishment. I had no choice since I couldn't afford a flat on my own. The car journey there was the usual with my parents, full of awkward silences interspersed by fights, I just couldn't stand them. I watched with one headphone still blasting music into my ear as my parents car disappeared down the old country road. Now I stand in front of a huge old building, its large wooden doors stand like trees in front of me before they slowly swing open.  A women comes walking out of the darkness to greet me. She’s wearing a blouse, the tightest skirt I’ve ever seen and stocking with some strange pattern on them. The inside looks auspicious and grand, with many paintings and carvings on the walls. The stars look like they’ve been carved by hand, The design shows strange looking tentacles guiding people up the stairs. 

“Welcome to our school Katherine.” She says in a strict tone her hair tied back and her cheeks are a bright red, almost like she’s excited. 

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Too clarify this story is based in a college/university setting and of course everyone is over 18. I would love to write more into this intro but at the same time I want to leave this idea quite open ended. My thoughts are that this university has been taken over by some kind of cult or is in the control of some lovecraftian monster. Everything seems strange at first but it devolves into aa perverted nightmare that I have to escape from. I think the story would work best with me playing the victim (myself) and someone acting as a game master of some kinds, but I'm open to anything. There are lots of possibilities for this prompt so its kind of hard to describe, excited to play it out with you guys.