All of them entered Bluebell. As usual, music was loud enough, people dancing and the smell of alcohol. Bluebell was big enough. It had a big dance floor. Long pathway for people to walk. Blue and white light shining. Stair to the right leads to the VIP section and the bar is on the left. They entered easily and ordered their drinks. But one odd thing was that everyone was wearing black and blue masks. And some men who seemed to be not happy about having the responsibility to distribute the masks came in front of the group. " Miss, you all are required to wear these masks." A man said to Ora." But what's the occasion? It's a club, not a ball that we're attending." Kristine said. " The owner of the club requested everyone to do so." Another man simply replied. Ora took a black mask and wore
