Every year, for an unknown number of years, an ad is published in the New York Times Classifieds section. The advertisement is short and lists a seemingly mundane household appliance: a refrigerator, a vacuum, a piece of furniture. A select number of people in the U.S., and indeed the world, search for this advertisement, which contains three keywords seemingly unusual for a simple ad. Once found, these people wait exactly one week for a second ad in the NY Times, also ostensibly a normal–if strangely worded–ad, but combined with the first, provide both a code key and message.
The code, when completed, is a series of numbers, which correspond to the Washington, D.C. Yellow Pages, and page number, column, letter number, etc., and this in turn creates a text message. The text of the message is vague, but contains the following information: soon, a gathering will be held in
Washington, D.C. The searchers are instructed to bring a fellow guest to accompany him/her to the gathering. The destination is a very old hotel in Georgetown, a establishment dating back to the time of the founding fathers.
Sometimes searchers are instructed to bring a scientist, such as a physicist or biologist. Other years the instructions are to bring along an engineer or a doctor; the requested person is always a professional of some kind.
The seekers and their guests are admitted to the restaurant on the appointed night only after giving a password, also in the message, to the masked maitre’d waiting at the entrance. What follows after that is unclear and there are conflicting accounts. The general consensus is that the seekers are rewarded for solving the puzzle, and are made wealthy for the rest of their lives, provided they remain silent about what they discovered. The fate of the professionals is unknown.
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i wouldn’t say its creepy but its very interesting
so bad
I don’t understand why it just stopped. There was so much that could have been done to make this all better… for instance, what kind of restaurant… and maybe going into some sort of DETAIL about anything.
Eh it was… Alright. I’ve read better
Meh
WHO WAS AD!!! LOL
Sloppy sloppy pasta, not enough cook, too much sauce, and a weak body
This was an ok pasta, a bit confusing but I’m kinda slow so my overall consensus is a 6 based on poor details, not creepy, and no twist ending. The it doesn’t even sound remotely real like a pasta like this should I’m with 6
I’m an engineer.
Shit.
I liked this one.
BUT WHO WAS PROFFESIONALS
Then WHO WAS MAITRE’D?!
Who uses the Yellow Pages anymore?
BUT WHO WAS REWARDS? ok i was bored to tears bleh….
BUT WHO WAS PROFESSIONAL?
Actually, that makes me wonder…. say you’re the professional mentioned in this message, i.e. it asks for an engineer, and you happen to be one…. do you need to bring ANOTHER engineer?
Do they explain exactly how you convince the person to come with someone they don’t know to a place they don’t know?
…lame
Send me a puzzle!
Things like this make me want to write interesting ads and place them in my local papers to see if anyone gets it. Just random ads in the classifieds with a snippet of a pasta or something brief but creepy and my Anonymous email. If I have twenty to fifty bucks to spend, I may do just that.
It sounds a bit like the Unmentionable Bargain, which I liked better.
I have heard about this before.
It is a shame that this lacks more of the details.
This could’ve been much more interesting. Unfortunately, the style it was written under made it tedious.
This one is just kinda… meh. Not very creepy really.
Eh. I didn’t really like this one, a little lacking in grammer and details. Not quite creepy just interesting.
*Grammar
What restaurant?
Mundane and it sounded rather badly written at some points.
Hello.
Mundane.