The mystery enshrouded beginnings of The Scarlette Parlour Social Club events began on the night of the first full moon of the second month in the year 1882, in New York City. This first event was actually the funeral reception of a certain
Mr. Benjamin Noirlocke (1838-1882) who had suddenly passed away from unknown causes some two nights before. The reception was held in the Noirlocke's family parlour and was hosted by his newly widow, Scarlette; hence the event was known to have taken place in “Scarlette’s Parlour.” Being surrounded by so many dear friends did help her ease into her newfound solitude; however, it was rumored by some of the attendees that she showed barely any sign of bereavement, and to the contrary, what should have been a solemn occasion, turned out to be quite festive indeed, although a bit macabre in its own right.

Mrs. Scarlette Noirlocke (born Scarlette Whitmark - 1850-1895), aside from having a very pretty moniker, was quite an intriguing, and even eccentric, woman. She was a rather fetching creature accentuated by her pale porcelain like skin, soft dark hair, and her piercing eyes. As logic would dictate she was very fond of the color Scarlette, and any hue from pure red to burgundy, for that matter; thus she was well known for having her entire wardrobe consisting in that particular color. In being a very meticulous and proper lady she took great pains in organizing her well known receptions. She offered an assortment of pastries and served libations with few digressions, as well as entertaining her guests with talented hired local performers. The evening was such a success that she vowed to her friends to host this type of event on every night of the Full Moon henceforth, and soon the party became a social club known as “The Scarlette Parlour” – a formal place where like-minded individuals would gather, exchange pleasantries, and speak of their adventures of the past 27.3217 nights past. For the following years this social club prospered and would boast over one hundred members. That is, until “the disappearances” started happening.
 
It is worth mentioning here that it was speculated that Mrs. Noirlocke and her close friends were of a certain “nocturnal” persuasion and that some of the activities held at the Scarlette Parlour nights were of a questionable nature. From what the police report archives stated, on certain Scarlette Parlour nights a special “guest” was invited to partake in the night’s festivities. This guest was not of the Parlour’s social circle and was lured with the promise of becoming a member of the club. Some did indeed join. Some, it was reported, were to never be heard from again. It was estimated that there were 68 such disappearances between 1884 and 1895, which were all deemed unsolved. The alleged victims, it was said, ranged from healthy and fit men and women to elderly and sickly individuals, as well as a specific defenseless fourteen year old street urchin girl named Emily Fitzpatrick (1881-1895). It was the disappearance of this young girl that prompted the then mayor of New York City, William Lafayette Strong (1827-1900), to force the police department to take a more aggressive investigative stance of the entire Scarlette Parlour affair.

After much false evidence, rumors, speculation, hearsay, superstition, jealousy, and above all, fear, Mrs. Scarlette Noirlocke was arrested on the night of November the 4th, 1895, for over 45 counts of murder and was even publically labeled as a sort of “Vampire Witch”. As a result, during her trial, many of the Scarlette Parlour’s members went into seclusion and thus abandoned her in her time of need. The trial lasted only two weeks, and on November 19th she was found guilty on all charges and awaited her sentencing. Tragically she would never reach that point. As she was escorted out of the criminal court house and to the Tombs jail she was brutally shot through the heart by a crazed man who was soon to be found named as Shaun Fitzpatrick (1861-1918), young Emily Fitzpatrick’s migrant father.

A journalist reporting on the trial, and was present at Widow Noirlocke’s untimely execution, stated: "As Widow Noirlocke lay dying on the steps of the criminal court building, her blood slowly seeped down the stairs and onto the sidewalk in a lovely shade of scarlette, her favorite color." And with that the Scarlette Parlour Social Club, now completely disbanded and fast becoming a distant memory, was also dead.
 

In 2006, Victor Noirlocke and Earienne DeGrey were cleaning out the attic of Victor's family’s home when they happened upon an old and dusty trunk with the initials S.P. engraved over the lock. It so happens that this trunk once belonged to Victor’s great-great aunt, Scarlette Noirlocke. Compelled with curiosity, Victor managed to open the trunk and what they found were photos, journals, party plans, and member rosters all pertaining to now forgotten Scarlette Parlour Social Club. Intrigued by his distant relative’s history and flare for entertaining, he shared his discovery with his mutual friends, Sir William Welles and Mortimer, and urged everyone to start their very own Scarlette Parlour Social Club and continue the tradition of full moon parties like in the times of yore. They did. However, it seems that certain, more ghastly and debaucherous “traditions” have weathered the test of time.