Half an hour after the party began.
Urban Mirage Club was really a high-end place.
The entrance was guarded with red velvet ropes and muscled bouncers who were dressed up like genies with high ponytails and Arabic-themed clothing. A red carpet led inside the club itself.
When the receptionist checked if Tristan's name was on the guest list, his heart skipped a bit… but he was let in without a second glance.
The first thing he did inside was to explore the place.
The inner part of the Urban Mirage Club was also decorated in Arabic theme, but also very neon. It looked like an LSD-trip into a treasure trove of Aladdin.
The massive main hall was decorated with gold and blue mood lighting, and several life-sized metal sculptures of dancing women acted like secondary disco balls.
A dance floor, mostly empty now, stood on an elevated stage near a DJ booth, which was surrounded by LED screens showing abstract visuals in the beat of the music.
