From vanishing into thin air at the base to now finally appearing in a dark alley, unnoticed, I scanned my surroundings waiting for the chance to appear before a crowd. I left the creepy, dark alley, and realized this red dress, well, catching too many eyes for German douche bags. Or just plain creepy and random strangers. So, why not teleport again? This place is literally freaking me out, even though I can kick their asses to the curb if they try to grab mine.
Teleporting, I appeared in front of a large bush, to the side of the museum, as it looks like it. I strolled away from the bush, straightened my poise, then clung to my small purse, making my way downtown, walking fast, faces passed, and I'm home bound. LOL, JK JK JK!! But anyways, I made my way towards the museum, and yes, people are distributing weird looks because, well, the fancy clothes. Expensive-looking cars, practically limos, deliver they're elegant passengers, men in lavish tuxedos and women in extravagant dresses. Bright lights highlight across the night sky, making all of this, appear very embellished.
Arriving finally, before me stood a red carpet, more people in fancy clothing, and a museum, all clogged up together for this gala. "Steve, I just arrived at 28 Konigstrasse, do you copy?" As I am waiting for his reply, I started climbing up the steps, feeling like I am going to a ball without a date instead of a gala, that is, is a ball and gala a same thing? I wish I have somebody to talk to, oh wait, the earpiece. WOW.
What's taking him to reply for so long? Oh well, they're probably just about to board the jet. Taking out my phone, I checked the time. 7:08? That was fast, like traveling and teleporting here.
Museums are usually those typical buildings, boring, but I would describe this one as unique, considering the massive, rounded ceiling with renaissance painting filled with angels and clouds, and all these detailing and chandeliers. Large chandeliers occupy the center of the ceiling, while large and tall lamps stand around the corners of the museum. All of this gives me a feeling that we are having a gala or ball in a church or cathedral.
Sets of stairs rest ahead of me, leading to the second level with windows of extraordinary tinted glass and a balcony, made of white marble I presume. Another of those angelic paintings are also on the walls of the second level.
Square pillars also rest here, white again, massive and thick and every each one of them is scaling up and down from the floor up to the balconies and to the rounded ceiling. Next to the set of stairs presents a small orchestra of string and woodwind instrument players. Obviously, I couldn't recognize the music.
As I kept entering the museum, I notice this table-looking thing located in the center of the whole floor. Honestly, I have no idea on how to describe this, but I'll just say stuff about this, thing anyway. It looks like a massive table, with gold on the its flat top. Two heads of, I guess oxen, some sort of cow made out of white marble are on each side.
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