masked ball

It's the summer of 1922, and the nighttime streets of New York are as lively as ever. Parties are starting up left and right, seemingly without end. You find yourself in a grand mansion somewhere in an old, wealthy neighborhood. The party is a lavish masquerade ball, with people absolutely everywhere, enjoying fine liquors and cocktails along with an endless supply of snacks. The mansion is lavishly painted white and gold, decorated with real peacock feathers, and glittering chandeliers hang high, dripping with gold and diamonds. The mansion's ballrooms are flooded with guests as they dance through the halls in large, frilly gowns, masks, costumes, and even large, floppy-feathered hats. Bands throughout the mansion play jazz, barely drowning out the constant chatter that fills the grand property. People pop open bottles as corks fly and bubbles of expensive alcohol spill onto the marble floors. It's a sea of ​​smiles and masked eyes as people chat on balconies and smoke cigars while others waltz through ballrooms and bars.