The gates to the brothel opened up. The difference between the clear and refreshing air of the well-maintained streets outside and the aroma-filled mist that seeped out of the opened doors gave it a distinctive, otherworldly feeling.
'It feels like stepping through some sort of gate,' Leon thought once he took his first step inside the brothel. 'Actually, I guess that comparison is quite on the money,' he then added in his thoughts as he made the next few steps. 'Both a gate leading to another world and the gate to this brothel do invite those who pass through for the adventure of their lives!'
"Welcome in our humble abode, dear guests," a young, perfectly fit man approached the two of them with a gentle bow. He appeared out of the mist, proving that he either had some special skill that allowed him to see deeper than just two to three steps through the mist or…
Or that there was some sort of trick to see through the smoke that filled the insides of the building.
