Guests For Dinner

"You could use another hand, the guests are a bit... drained." The hostess spoke in an authoritative manner as the cook steadfastly prepared the evening meal. She made rounds through the robust kitchen tasting each and every dish for one last time.

Through the double doors into the grand dining sat eight guests. The table made of beautiful mahogany glistening in the candlelight. Delicately handcrafted, gold lined china and utensils remained empty in front of each guest.

"My darlings, it is time!" Her voice alarmed her dinner party. Eyes wide, screams piercing at the sight of themselves.

"Dinner is served."