Ewig ist nur Satinav

(from the back of the book) You, noble lord or lady, wanted only to take a trip to Vinsalt during the opera season, and the night shouldnt bring a more spectacular event then a headache due to bad wine. But because some gods probably sport a very strange humor, you'll find yourself in the midst of events you previously only read about with astonishment in old tomes: Old unspeakable curses and blasphemies contribute to the present and entangle you into its spell - a spell from which no escape seems possible ...