Eye Wide Shut ~repack~ | 2024 |

The ballroom was a drowned cathedral. Chandeliers hung like frozen chandeliers of ice. Every guest wore a mask — some ornate, some plain, all covering the upper face. Women in gowns that whispered of another century. Men in tailcoats or uniform jackets. No one spoke above a murmur.

A woman in a silver mask approached. Her dress was deep blue, like the hour between dusk and dark. "You came," she said. eye wide shut

"No," she agreed. "Pleasure is easy. This is about looking at what you hide from yourself." The ballroom was a drowned cathedral

"This isn't about pleasure," he said.

The invitation had arrived three days ago — no return address, just a crimson wax seal he'd broken with his thumb. You are invited to see clearly. Women in gowns that whispered of another century

"I knew you were hungry."