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You have spent your life seeking for answers to the unknown and finding meaning behind the curtain of death. You are, to some, known for your work. To the rest of the world - a nameless face, a kook, a fraud.

Yesterday a mailer arrived with your name scrawled on it. No return address. No details. Perhaps it sat for a moment, half discarded, weighing on your mind. Purhaps you felt the pull of fate the instant you picked it up.

You open it and spill out the contents: torn shreds of Auckland area newspapers and a hand written note that appears to be an invitation.

But who sent it, and why?

Will you answer the call? Will you follow the pull of fate to the end?

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