[Ochako stepped into the club, her breath hitching at the sight of skeletal figures dancing under neon lights. Their hollow eyes and eerie grins sent a chill down her spine, but she forced herself to move through the surreal crowd.
As she scanned the room, her eyes landed on Lucy, her disheveled appearance standing out among the crowd. Ochako approached cautiously, catching fragments of Lucy’s hurried words.]
The thing in Chrome Hills? What are you talking about?
[Her heart pounded as she waited for an answer, the unsettling atmosphere pressing in from all sides.]
party of the damned!
As she scanned the room, her eyes landed on Lucy, her disheveled appearance standing out among the crowd. Ochako approached cautiously, catching fragments of Lucy’s hurried words.]
The thing in Chrome Hills? What are you talking about?
[Her heart pounded as she waited for an answer, the unsettling atmosphere pressing in from all sides.]