Hypnotic

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As I stepped through the doorway I found myself waiting in line in front of a large arch behind Kian, Victoria and Michael.

"Is that the last of your party?" The same gruff voice from before asked.

The speaker was way taller than any of us, he wore an all-black shirt and tie uniform with the letters R&R printed over his heart in bold white letters and a small golden nametag that read: JEFF - BOUNCER.

Jeff The Bouncer had rough dark skin with patches of vitiligo showing through on his hands and face. His hair was cut short in a military-style and the one huge yellow eye that sat in the dead centre of his face was skimming over a clipboard that was clenched tightly in one hand.

"That's all of us," Kian replied.

Jeff reached down to press a button on the walkie talkie that was clipped to his trousers.

"They're all clear, close the door."

I quickly looked behind me, but the doorway was already gone. The only thing behind us now was a long empty corridor with high ceilings painted black so that I couldn't quite make out where the top was, and plush red carpet on the floor.

"Go on through."

The gruff voice of Jeff pulled me back to reality and I quickly turned and followed the others through the archway into the main club.

As I walked through it felt like every sense in my body had been put on overdrive. Seriously. The flashing red lights shone down from the ceiling giving me a slight headache, there were so many people out on the dance floor grinding together to the loud rock music that the smell of sweat, alcohol and some vomit.

I saw the band playing up on a stage set up in the corner. There was a guitarist who had bright green eyes with no visible pupils, a drummer who was just a mass of dark brown fur while the lead singer in his tight leather trousers and crop top was a vampire, his fangs fully exposed and his wild long brown hair hung down to his shoulders. As Kian led our way through the crowd towards the bar at the far end of the room a new song began and I found myself entranced by the vampire's deep rich voice as he sang.

I see you looking at me from across the room,
Giving me eye contact that makes my heart go boom,
Just let me off your string,
Just let my heart be free,
Just let me be fre-e-e again,
I'll still be-e-e your friend,
Don't let this blo-o-ow away,
We need to commu-u-unicate,
Just let me be fre-e-e again,
I'll still be-e-e your friend,
Don't let this blo-o-ow away,
We need to commu-u-unicate,
Our love

Just take my hand twist and I'll bend with you,
On this roller coaster we go round and round,
Just let me off your string,
Let my heart go free,
Just let me be fre-e-e again,
I'll still be-e-e your friend,
Don't let this blo-o-ow away,
We need to commu-u-unicate,
Just let me be fre-e-e again,
I'll still be-e-e your friend,
Don't let this blo-o-ow away,
We need to commu-u-unicate,
Our Love

Our love,
Our love,
Our lo-o-o-ve,

Our love,
Our love,
Our lo-o-o-ve,

Now that we're here don't tell that you wanna go,
We made it this far now baby just stay close to me,
Just keep me on your string,
Don't let my heart go free,
I don't wanna be fre-e-e again,
I'll still be-e-e your friend,
Don't let this blo-o-ow away,
We need to commu-u-unicate,
Just let me be fre-e-e again,
I'll still be-e-e your friend,
Don't let this blo-o-ow away,
We need to commu-u-unicate,
Our Love

Our love,
Our love,
Our lo-o-o-ve,

Our love,
Our love,
Our lo-o-o-ve

Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder dragging me out of my trance. Kian was grinning at me, the red lights flashing off of his fangs.

"Yeah, I should have warned you about the house band," he said failing to stifle his laughter "They're called Hypnotic for a reason."

I noticed that all of the people and creatures out on the dance floor were avoiding eye contact with the band. Damn. I felt like a fucking idiot.

Kian took my hand and pulled me through the crowd. We headed over to the bar where Michael and Victoria were waiting.

The bar was a long stretch of blue and white neon that shone out through the darkness like a glow in the dark oasis of alcohol. The back wall was entirely filled with shelf upon shelf of vodkas, whiskey and tequila among other things. There was one shelf that was filled with jar upon jar of blood all labelled by blood type. A huge red neon sign was placed front and centre of the back wall that read: R&R.

As we reached the others the female bartender came over to us, her short purple hair was mostly covered by a black beret while her white top and red jumpsuit finished her look.

"What can I get you guys?" She asked.

"Actually, we're here to see Ronnie." Kian replied, "Is he around?"

The waitress looked at Kian, her purple eyes narrowing as she obviously tried to place him.

"Kian Richards?" She asked, "Oh this is too bloody good."

"You know her?" Victoria asked.

"Yeah, I know her. Long time no see Calipa." Kian replied, smiling back at the waitress "How are you?"

"Oh, I'm fine," Calipa replied, leaning in to get closer to Kian "My sister on the other hand... you remember my sister Delia, right? You left her tied up to a railing on London Bridge."

"Why would you do that?" Michael asked, "That seems very extreme."

He wasn't wrong, it was definitely a story I was going to pick Kian up on later...

Kian nervously ran a hand through his hair "Well, she was trying to steal Council property."

"What was she trying to steal?" I asked suddenly intrigued.

"The Crown Jewels," Calipa replied.

Who the fuck are these people?

"Is, uh, is Delia working?" Kian asked looking around and scanning the crowd.

"Nah, relax, she quit five years ago..." Calipa laughed as she saw the look of fear on Kian's face "She ran away to Mexico with a chupacabra, something about wanting to find El Dorado."

The city of gold...

"And Ronnie?"

"He's in the back office." Calipa replied, turning to grab a jar of blood from the shelf behind her, for a moment I could swear that I could see the faint purple outline of wings coming out of her back "Just go on through, he'll be waiting for you."

Kian led the way to the end of the bar to a large black door marked 'PRIVATE'. He then reached a hand out and knocked.

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