The inside of the shop sent chills down my spine with the haunting instrumental played in the background alongside tables that shaped like a cave made out of hay along with dimmed lantern for lights hung inside each table.
I walked over to the bar alongside my other entrees, sitting myself down on the stools as no way was I going to put myself in one of those caves.
Soon enough, a figure with a cape from head to toe that turned out to be a guy as soon as the hood came off, appeared before me. He did his introduction thingy that's specifically made for the shop which led him to show us the menu for us to look over. I took it from his grip, skimming it briefly, then glanced up at the guy with my brows raised.
"You know what, surprise me," I spoke. My other friends decided to follow suit as I watched the bartender took back the menus and started to make our drinks.
Not even ten minutes less, the drinks were placed right in front of us. It was put in a small measuring glass that raised more questions in my head. I gulped down my throat, reaching out for my glass, but before downing the liquid, I looked up at the bartender.
"What's this?"
"All that's good in the world."
The short answer didn't exactly bring me satisfaction, so I tilted my head to my friends, only to see that they already sipped on theirs. I slowly raised my glass up to my lips, taking one small sip as I waited for something to burn down my throat, knowing that this should've had alcohol.
Nothing hit, so I took another sip, this time to all of it.
I had no idea what happened but I was blacked out. And when I woke up everything was dark until someone flickered the light on, or more like a lantern above me.
A hooded figure stood before me, I couldn't see their face nor did they even plan on revealing it, but my stomach churned when the loud sound rang over and over in my ears, deafening. "Choose one of these boxes for a surprise," And then three small boxes laid out before me. The voice echoed again, "oh and choose carefully."
I chose the smallest one then picked it up. Unconcealing the box, but something sprayed on me as it lunged back on the table. All too perfumery smoke filled the air, suffocating me, I yanked it away but it was no use as the scent was stronger.
And I blacked out.
Long after that, I was awoken and waves of dizziness rushed through me. Looking around the room before realizing that I was back in my hotel room. At the edge of my bed, there was a box - the same one I picked out. A little shaky, but my hand unraveled it anyway, a piece of paper fell on my thigh.
"Σπίτι."
