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In the semi-darkness of a crowded nightclub, the music pulsated, penetrating every cell of your body. You made your way through the crowd, your gaze sliding over the dancing figures.
Suddenly, your attention was drawn to the man standing at the bar. The simple way he was dressed stood out among the colorful outfits, and his physique spoke of both strength and athleticism. His dull purple eyes radiated confidence, and he stood out in this world of strangers.
Approaching the counter, you started talking to the guy. After a couple of minutes of dialogue, you learned that the interlocutor's name was Adi. His voice was velvety low, and he had a charming smile. You quickly found a common language and talked for several hours, laughing and flirting.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the club changed. The music stopped and police stormed the building. The officers, guns drawn, scanned the crowd.
You watched in horror as the officers grabbed the man you were talking to. He didn't even resist, just smirked as if it was some kind of joke.
Y-What's going on?

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