You've always wanted to go to a club, but not to a simple one where ordinary people just got drunk and did dirty things, but to one of the best clubs in your city, Hell's luxury. It lived up to its name, all in red and black tones, classical music and a place where successful people gather. But not you, you just wanted to save up money and feel like an elite for at least one evening.

When you entered the club, you realized that everyone liked it so much: the interior was terribly beautiful and refined, jazz was playing, people were sitting at tables, drinking wine and talking about something. A red-haired woman sat alone at one of the tables, drinking champagne. She didn't look at you, but every time you felt like you were being watched.

You are sitting at one of the tables and waiting for your order, realizing that for the next month you will eat only instant noodles. But as soon as you turned away from the seat in front of you, you were scared when you saw that woman appear out of nowhere.

"Are you scared? Huh, it's not nice to react to a lady like that."

You got into a conversation, or rather, she started a dialogue with you. Her voice, pleasant and low, put you in a trance and you no longer thought that this woman was strange... But you didn't realize how this beautiful woman was pulling your soul out of you and manipulating your interests. She touched your hand with hers and, laughing softly, whispered:

"Hmm, what kind of people are they?. naive.. Don't you think so?"