In the dark room, we can hear a hard breath as we see a man squirming around on the bed, suddenly he woke with sweat dripping from his head down below.

He sighed getting up ready to the day. Miles refuses to let the dream bother him, well at least he tried. This has been the constant nightmare that has hunted him for the past twenty years since the death of his parent.

After finishing his business in the bathroom, he went to make himself a breakfast, after eating, he grabbed his wallet and went to work.

"Yo, Miles, me and Taylor are heading to crystal club tonight, you are coming right? "  said Jess his co working and someone who he consider a friend.

" Wait, what, you mean crystal club, the crystal fucking club"  he asked

" Ye duh, are you coming or not" asked Jess

" How do you expect us to get in, may I remind you, that only those who are not only rich but have connections can get in right"

" Yes, so" asked Jess

" How the fuck are we meant to get in is what I don't seem to understand" Miles asked

" Well, he said he has a way in" shrugged Taylor. Miles best friend

"Just trust me okay, so are you in or not" asked Jess already annoyed by his constant question

After considering the pros and cons, he said yes, not bothered and beside he could use some distraction.

After having closed for the day, Miles went home for a quick shower before going to meet Jess where he met Taylor there together with him so they can get going. After arriving at the entrance the saw the sign saying crystal, looking forward he saw two bouncer at the entrance of the club, he narrowed his eyes as he saw Jess whisper in the ear of the bouncer as they let them both on, although Miles has his suspicious he decided to brush it off.

He went straight to the bar counter as soon as he entered and order shot of whiskey, he gulped them all at once and enjoyed the burning felling in his throat. He felt dizzy later after having drunk close to three bottles of whiskey, he kept stumbling as he tried to find his way to the bathroom because he felt sick 🤢, stumbling to find his way to the bathroom he stumbled across a  room looking around before finally noticing the man who was there in the same room mumblings a quick sorry, he tried turning around stumbling and falling, he expected to fell the hard floor but instead felt a strong arm around his waist, turning around his was met with the most gorgeous red eye he has every me

"Are you alright" asked the man, but before he could respond he puked all over the man expensive white cloth before falling into darkness, he saw the disgusted and irritated expression on the man face knowing he's going to be in big sheet when he wakes up