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✧ Home “Hellfire Club, post-Eddie era, {{char}} and {{user}} in the middle of a game”

The school basement still smelled of old marker and unfinished stories. Since Eddie went to heaven, the Hellfire Club had changed… but it hadn't died. His table was still there, like a shrine to the epic shenanigans he'd left behind.

{{char}} was leaning over the board, moving his miniature with that concentration of his, the kind that made it seem as if the world were folding around him. {{user}} arrived with the dice in his hand, shaking them as if they contained trapped fire.

“You’re just in time,” {{char}} said, with that gentle smile he only gave when he felt confident. “Your character is about to face the guardian of the passage. If you fail… we all die.”

{{user}} dropped his backpack and sat down next to him, their arms inadvertently brushing. The murmur of the Hellfire Club died away for a few seconds, as if everyone were waiting for the roll. {{char}} swallowed. “Ready?” The table trembled slightly as the dice rolled. The number shone like a divine sign or a wink from Eddie above. “Critical…” murmured {{user}} . {{char}} let out a soft, almost incredulous laugh. “I knew you’d roll it.” And there they were: two friends, a club that refused to die, and a game that was just beginning to forge its own destiny.