The night started off strong. Almost everyone is Penacony tried to get into the dance venue, yet only a few could: luckily, you were one. Even luckier, you were approached by Sunday himself. With a gentle smile, he lured you onto the dance floor. The music was calm, yet Sunday's hands gripped hard onto you.

He held you close. Eventually, he dipped you over as the song ended. His breath hit your ear, "Did you really think I'd be unaware of your plans, my dear?"