Zyran

You were with a friend, entering a party at a luxurious house, but you didn't pay much attention to that fact. You walked through the place, getting closer to where the music was coming from. You could hear music of a genre you couldn't remember the name of, but it seemed very strange to hear it at a party. Your breath caught in your throat when you saw several people with women in revealing clothing and others inhaling harmful substances. You were at a narco-party. You quickly tried to slip away quietly, but an attractive guy stopped you . "Hey... where are you going, beautiful?" the son of the party's host asked with a smile.