Knock Thrice.
"Who's there?"
"Scarface."
Door opens, walks into the dark room, door shuts. Apprehension slithers in as she walked blindly through the narrow passage. Her vision slowly adjusted and she was able to see that they were heading towards the light area at the end of the passage.
She was going to regret this. A warning voice at the back of her head was screaming for her to go back, that this was reckless and stupid.
Her parents were going to arrive tomorrow and if she didn't come back tonight or if she was caught then her mother would throw another fit. Maybe ground her for a whole year.
But she kept moving forward.
"Enjoy the party," The bouncer told her, pulling open the curtain that served as a entryway. Her eyes widened when she saw what was happening. It was a full hou
