Bella decreased her speed as they entered the district. Some men were sitting around the bucket of fire. Having bottles of drinks in their hands while smoking! Their attention drew to strangers that came into the street.
"Dan, we are not in a good place!"
It didn't need to be mentioned as the streets and appearances were speaking enough of it.
Blue and red lights were twinkling harmonically, it was coming from the boards.
"We just need to find the bar!"
Yes, a bar! And they both didn't want to imagine what type of bar it was. Or how could they even gather their urge and enter such a place? She stopped in front of the door, at the edge of the pedestrian, a few men and women were talking and their eyes turned on them.
"We still have time to get back," Bella noted.
"No, perhaps, my mother is hiding here."
Bella couldn't understand Dan. Why would her mother come here? It was more like a trap.
