The security guard examined the attire, patting him down as well. He then asked him to lift his right arm, searching his sleeve for the encrypted code within the edge; Prince had made them aware of that. After about a minute of observing every detail, he nodded his head, and Mike smirked, stepping forward and pulling the woman he had been forced to bring, inside.
The place was massive, it seemed to be a large gathering hall with a wide stage planted in the middle. The guests had filled with their own slaves, and owners chatted amongst one another, all the masks covering their true identity but not their evil intentions. The room was clouded with people from different classes; from drug dealers to politicians, elite of society that needed some space to liberate their immoral motives. Mike
