Ten Candles is een bijzonder sfeervol spel waarbij het enige licht van tien theelichtjes komt, die een voor een gedoofd worden. Wanneer het laatste theelichtje gedoofd wordt, zijn alle personages dood. Je weet dus al hoe het afloopt, maar niet hoe je daar terechtkomt...
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It’s been ten days since the night came. It happened while we slept. I’m sure there were hectic phone calls between government officials and professional stargazers that night, but the rest of us had no idea. That is, until the sun didn’t rise. There was just... nothing. No stars. No moon. No sun. Just darkness. Like the big old universe had thrown a blanket over us. All tucked in and ready for bed.  Turns out the blanket theory wasn’t entirely wrong. Something was out there. Something that blocked out the sky. Blocked out the satellites. It’s weird, you never really think about how much we rely on little machines floating around our planet until they’re gone.
It’s been a quiet sort of apocalypse.
But you know the human race. Apart from the riots, the rest of us were pretty willing to get along with our lives. All of the “very important people” were on the radios telling us the sun hadn’t gone out. Just some “extraplanetary interference” is what they called it. Like it was a temporary thing. I bought it. Wouldn’t you? Not a lot of options to the contrary. Sunscreen went on sale. I went in to work last Thursday.
And then, They came. I don’t really know what They are. I don’t think anyone does. Sam used to joke; she’d say “If only They were zombies. I had a plan for zombies.” Maybe They are. Or aliens. Oh, the theories I’ve heard. The theories I’ve made. Whatever They are, the only fact that mattered became clear real fast. They hated one thing more than us. Just one.
The light.
That’s what they said anyways. The “very important people”. Over and over. Stay in the light.
Stay in the light.