<p>Arthur woke up in shivers. He, like usually, had a nightmare in which a snake was chasing him. After he came around, he realised that his fifteen minute nap has turned into four hours of deep sleep. He slowly started to panick as he realised that he is late for the Masquerade. After taking a hot shower, he started to put on the costume he spent three nights on. At first, he wanted to make a Robin Hood costume, but it looked like a mid 15th century outfit, so he decided to just go with the flow.
</p><p>As he dressed, he looked himself in the mirror. He could see that the costume was fitting him perfectly. He was wearing tight black wool panths with a little white embroidery on the right legging, a black silk velvet period doublet with heavy gold bullion embroidery and brass embellishments and an ivory silk dickie with black ribbon. His face was framed with a standard venetian golden mask.
</p><p>Arthur realised it would be quicker to just teleport there instead of walking, so he began to dissolve into light photons. He re-appeared in the corner of the room, hidden from everyone's sight. He walked towards the center of the room, hoping to see some familiar faces.
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