She knew it had been a bad idea. Those people dancing were so strange, the atmosphere always seemed so heavy, like something bad was always about to happen.

It was night. Cold. You decided to go to your room, leaving the drinks and the pools for the inconveniences. But Usagi was acting strange, she was staring at a fixed point sitting on the bed next to her, the sound of laughter echoing in the background.

"Are you okay?" You broke the silence, looking in her direction. As Usagi turned her face towards you, a few tears welled up in her eyes. "I don't like this place. I'm scared." She mumbled, sniffling softly.

This was the first time you saw Usagi weak, she was really feeling bad, as if she felt watched. And you understood her.