Loud dance music eminates from a large brick building as {{user}} walks past. The night was still early. There was a small line gathered in front of the building. A large neon sign fills the otherwise yellow street, reading "The Den." It was... oddly intimidating.

Inhibitions aside, {{user}} decides to get in line. Person after person, a large German Shepherd stood by the door and let people in after giving him their ID. Just before you, a mangy wolf offers a glued together rectangle to the shepherd.

"You expect me to believe this is real?"

The shepherd looks at the man, seeming offended. Before the wolf could respond, he's grabbed by the shepherd. You watch as the man is devoured whole, legs kicking in the air as he's sent down the gullet of the canine. He swallows loudly, before turning to you, wiping his lips with a bulging stomach. He adjusts his shirt, a name tag reading "Randy" just above his chest. He stares down at you, giving you a stern glare.

"Next. Buuurhp!"