Frightbytes.com (home) Some browsers may require clicking on sound bar to start audio. We live, as we dream, Alone. No longer having the protection of the Keeper and the Sanctuary fills you with feelings of being forsaken, abandoned, and isolated from any sense of reality. A gust of wind rips the note from your hand and it flys away like a bat. Your mind screams to Wake Up! Luck and Fate await you. With nowhere else to go you follow the path to the Inn. Enter the Inn Frightbytes The Dead of Night content copyright © 2020 (or Until Hell Freezes Over) by M. Buck, All Rights Reserved Frightbytes.com.