Escape The Kingdom

After a busy week on the field, the plan is made to go on a trip with the horses at the weekend. The day goes by as planned until dusk falls and disaster takes its course. You sat nicely by the warm fire and told each other stories. But all of a sudden, terrifying figures attack your camp under the cover of night and take everyone into their power. Their faces marred with occult tattoos, their bodies draped in long black robes, they whisper strange sayings in an unknown language as they tie your hands and feet. The figures are members of a blood order that has its origins as far back as the 11th century and to this day adheres to the rite of human sacrifice. You have totally lost track of time and wake up in a dungeon in an underground dungeon. The lock of the dungeon is just closing when you hear the whisper that the executioner will return in an hour. First thoughts come up and you ask yourself, where are we? And what will happen to us? The pulse is racing and the fear can hardly be tamed, because now it is a matter of life and death and every passing second brings you closer and closer to the end... Tick ​​tock, tick tock, time is ticking.