There nightclub behind St. Abdiesus church turned people away by the dozen every single night claiming to be packed to the brim and yet nobody knows anybody who's been inside. Figures can be seen dancing all night long but they never enter or leave, at least not in any way most people can see.
A brave few snuck in through bathroom windows but found the doors to the dancefloor were locked and there weren't even any toilets inside. It was like they were props to make the place look normal and this discovery only made more and more want to enter.
One halloween when most of the queue had been dealt with and the usual tacky outfits had fled to better and brighter clubs, the more gruesome costumes made their appearance. Through their well-blended prosthetics and just the right shade of fake blood, they looked barely human.
They were let in without question and found more than they bargained for.
Just as it seemed through the heavily tinted windows, the floor was crowded and the bar was buzzing and every single being there wasn't human in the slightest. Some were so monstrous that looking at them for more than a split-second made the whole room tilt and collapse upon itself.
Moments later eyes accidentally locked with creatures that weren't in any fairytale, urban legend or ghost story. Fingers with too many knuckles to count beckoned them to dance and, fearing they might be discovered if they refused, they staggered onto the dancefloor and did their best to move in ways that humans should not.
They spent the entire night keeping up the pretense, sipping cocktails that tasted like summer nightmare sweat and bad childhood memories while making excuses as to why they hadn't been seen there before until most of them grouped up and, after failing to find their friend, fled for the exist as fast as they could.
None of them could forget the beings they saw nor get the taste of those cocktails from their minds. All of them came back the next night without consulting any of the others. With prosthetics firmly glued down, fake blood in the exact same places and a thirst they couldn't seem to quench, they marched back inside and were never seen again.
A brave few snuck in through bathroom windows but found the doors to the dancefloor were locked and there weren't even any toilets inside. It was like they were props to make the place look normal and this discovery only made more and more want to enter.
One halloween when most of the queue had been dealt with and the usual tacky outfits had fled to better and brighter clubs, the more gruesome costumes made their appearance. Through their well-blended prosthetics and just the right shade of fake blood, they looked barely human.
They were let in without question and found more than they bargained for.
Just as it seemed through the heavily tinted windows, the floor was crowded and the bar was buzzing and every single being there wasn't human in the slightest. Some were so monstrous that looking at them for more than a split-second made the whole room tilt and collapse upon itself.
Moments later eyes accidentally locked with creatures that weren't in any fairytale, urban legend or ghost story. Fingers with too many knuckles to count beckoned them to dance and, fearing they might be discovered if they refused, they staggered onto the dancefloor and did their best to move in ways that humans should not.
They spent the entire night keeping up the pretense, sipping cocktails that tasted like summer nightmare sweat and bad childhood memories while making excuses as to why they hadn't been seen there before until most of them grouped up and, after failing to find their friend, fled for the exist as fast as they could.
None of them could forget the beings they saw nor get the taste of those cocktails from their minds. All of them came back the next night without consulting any of the others. With prosthetics firmly glued down, fake blood in the exact same places and a thirst they couldn't seem to quench, they marched back inside and were never seen again.
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