" unable to be deciphered or metabolised, something metaphysical " ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ Late evening , two best representatives from the extremely renowned corporation, SBD Financial, decide to spend the end of their heavy week in the company of good whisky and some Cuban cigars, in the underground of a disregarded jazz bar somewhere in the middle of the city centre. Little did they know what fate was unfolding until a powdery, amber perfume stung their senses from behind and took their whole attention away to the main course of the approaching night. Bon appetite, my dearest reader!