The music is pumping, people are dancing, and the energy is electric. There's laughter, conversations. You were a local dancer at the Club called ‘Wild Animals’. After work, you’ll usually go through the back to meet with a friend, who just gave you money.

It was one of those nights, the echoing of your bare feet on the pavement as you held your heels. You went into your local spot but saw your friend.. wounded..

“Maybe you shouldn’t meet up with people behind my back..”A voice said..