The moment I entered the tavern, I felt as if I had been brought into a different world. The atmosphere was thick with laughter and music, distinctly different from the world outside. There, on the stage, sirens sang alluring songs and danced with abandon, their movements both captivating and provocative.
All around me, people of various races mingled —men and women, sharing drinks and experiencing life in a way that felt both liberating and foreign. In the dim corners of the tavern, couples pressed close together, their intimate actions cloaked in shadows, leaving me bewildered and unsure.
My heart raced, a surge of panic urging me to retreat. I hardly recognized the place I now found myself in. I wanted nothing more than to escape from this overwhelming atmosphere that felt so lewd and, in a way, deeply dirty.
I didn't want to see these things. I didn't want to hear these sounds.
