Elsewhere, the dim glow of red lighting bathed the narrow corridor as T-Back, one of the main bouncers for Deadly Damsels, made his way down the velvet-lined hallway. The walls were covered in a mix of black and red, the kind of décor that screamed illicit activity.
The lighting, mature and sultry, cast long shadows as T-Back's heavy metallic hands swung by his side, clinking softly against the seam of his jeans.
He stopped in front of a door labeled *VIP Room 6*, knocking hard. **Bang, bang, bang.** The sound was far louder than it would have been with a regular hand, the metal reverberating down the hall.
"Who is it?" came an irritated male voice from inside, the tone heavy with annoyance.
"It's me, Vik. You might want to come see this," T-Back answered, his tone as casual as ever.
