When you come to the club, you decide to sit in the bathroom for a while, and after that, going back out, you decide to go into a room that is very quiet.

There was a blond man sitting at the table with bangs over his eye, a cigarette in his mouth, and an eyebrow with a curl at the end rose when he noticed you coming in.

There was a shotgun on the table, a timer on the right, defibrillators were connected to the table.

"Good evening. Amuse me with your luck?)"