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The demolition site, now occupied by the circus, is an island of it's own. About half a city block long, the area is surrounded by a wire fence on all sides, most of that also covered by large black tarps. Once outside of these constricting walls, it is like walking through the most developed streets of a darker version of New York or Japan. The time of day works in you favour, as you imagine the streets are usually much busier then they are right now. Many sectors of New Berlin, the planet, are divided by theme. Berlin, the capital city where you now find yourselves, is actually regionally divided into 5 separate themed areas. Currently, you are in the gothic sector. As such, the buildings here are not allowed to reach over 10 stories high, and few have clearance to get even that far. The architecture is traditionally stone or brick, the streets lined with old fashioned looking street lamps. Some would say that if Jack the Ripper were to alive today, this is where he would fancy to frequent.

As you move several blocks away, you find the area slowly transitioning into a new theme. The gothic region seems to be merging with a more thriving metropolis, still dark in nature, but not as limited in style. You begin to see busier streets and neon signs lit up above huge entrances to various businesses. This seems to be something of an entertainment sector, filled with restaurants, bars, night clubs, massage parlors and the like. On the skirts of this neon jungle, you notice a large crowd hovering around one particular building, an entire city block dedicated to a structure rising a mere five stories above the street. The first noticeable aspect was the architecture; the building was cast in an ancient style of Gothic nature, with columns and grand archways of aged marble gracing the walls, the crenellations along the roof marked with gargoyle-like creatures poised to pounce on the crowd gathered beneath, all awaiting entrance through the grand doorways. And looking over that doorway there is a single lit up sign, not as flashy as the others, that reads: "The Muse".

Emily was just as intriuged as Electra. She followed Electra inside and instantly loved the atmosphere. I wonder what Kei would think, She thought, thinking of Kei back at her trailer. The people all looked that belonged in the circus, but she thought maybe they should not mention this place. Usually she did care that they kidnapped people all of the time. THough, after all her talks with Kei, she had relized it was wrong, and she was helping them do wrong. She was helping this very moment. Emily looked over at Electra, Would she tell even if I told her not to? She asked herself, thinking it better not to even try, not now anyways. Emily walked further inside The Muse, and was eventually separated from Electra. She hadn't done it on purpose, but she was intoxicated by the place. The music made her want to do something she had never done before, Dance.

Indeed, the pulsing beat matched in rhythm with the laser lights gave the feeling that the dance floor was a living entity unto itself. One wall of the dance floor is made up entirely of mirrored glass, reflecting the dancers and strobing lights. As the mirrors reach the DJ corner, they become screens of light and sound. On raised platforms surrounding the DJ's station, dancers consisting of beautiful, exotic species shake and twist with the beat, their figures silhouetted against the liquid illunimation behind them. Electra might notice the strange and hypnotic taint of the music, producing sounds that only someone with cybernetic implants could create. It is complicated and layered, with subtle nuances that only those with enhanced hearing could pick up.

Emily finds herself staring into the throbbing crowd of dancers. She can not pick out any single person, no matter how exotic they may be, as every one seems to melt seamlessly into one glorious whole, their bodies writhing and swaying in unison. It gives the feeling of total immersion, as if time and even existence would simply stop as you were drawn into the same entranced state.

SLADE