Oscar Wilde and a Game Called Murder

I see murder in this unhappy hand...

When Mrs. Robinson, palmist to the Prince of Wales, reads Oscar Wilde''s hand, she cannot know what she has predicted. Nor can Oscar know what he has set in motion when, that same evening, he proposes a game of "murder" in which each of his Sunday Supper Club guests must write down those whom they would like to kill. The fourteen "victims" begin to die mysterio...