Heaven's Night: Sleeze Bar,much?

She saw the road ahead, about 20 feet ahead, and she recognzed the place. It was the street, where the old dance club "Heaven's Night" stood. She knew that place o-to-well. She used to live above that sleeze bar. She looked up at the neon sign right above the stairs, and walked towards it, until she reached the door, and she entered.

She walked in, and the first thing she noticed was that she smelled sweat and beer. It disgusted her, and she got out her trusty air freshener, and sprayed it. At least that made it a little bit better. She turned to turn on the lights, but they did not come on. She shrugged it off, and walked forwards, towards the pole in the center of the room. She examined it, and saw that blood was smeared all over it. Sierra then joked to herself, saying that the whore must've been on her period. She chuckled, and then turned around. The wall paper was peeling off, then again, when wasnt it. She walked over to the bar, and found a bottle of whiskey. She had always wondered why her father loved this stuff so much, so she drank some. It made her throat burn, and in order to distract herself from that, she smashed the bottle, and made it into a adequite little weapon. She put it in her purse for later. She looked up, and saw someone in the mirror behind her. She quickl turned around, and no one was there. "Must've just been my imagination. Damn Whiskey." she murmured to herself. She walked over to a table, and saw a flyer for, strangly enough, a dentists office. "COME TO SEE DR.ORIN, YOU WONT REGRET IT...OR MAYBE YOU WILL, DEPENDS HOW HE'S FEELING TODAY!" She shuddered. She had been to Dr.Orin before, and the only person that day that got any drugs, was him. She forgot about it, and walked out the door

She was now in a hallway, there were 3 doors in this hallway. The Girl's room, labeled "Dancers", he Men's restroom, labeled "Big Spenders", and the stairs to the apartment upstairs. She walked into the bathroom, and saw streakes of red rolling down the wall, it didnt disturb her. It was always like that. She walked forward, and walked into one of the stalls. The toilet was absoulutly disgusting, so she just looked at the walls. She saw cigarette buds everywear, and they smelled fresh. The walls had writing on them, some of the writers having little conversations about some guy named Henry Mason and James Sunderland. "Who the hell are they?" she asked herself. She just forgot about it, and walked out. She was back in the hallway, and walked to the end, where the stairs where. She walked up the crickety old stairs, not knowing what expect. This was her old home, before her father got rich and moved into the Mansion just off of Nathen Street. She shut her eyes and sighed when she she reached the top of the stairs, and put her hand on the doorknob.

"Gregory! Put down that that damn vase!"

"Jesus, Katherine, dont you ever shut the hell up!"

"O, so I dont ever shut up, do I?"

"Mommy! Daddy! Where did Fluffy go?"

"Stop, sweetie, Mommy and Daddy are busy"

Suddenly, there was the sound of a smashing vase.

"O, Great Gregory, that was my mothers!"

"Shut Up!" there was the sound of a hand slapping a face, and a child screaming.

All was now quiet.

Sierra stood there, not moving for about 5 minutes. She finally opened the door, and saw her old home. It hadnt changed at all. Except now, there was shards of glass on the floor. She just shook it off, and continued searching the main room of the small apartment. She walked into the kitchen area, and opened the fridge. There was rotten meat in there. She just shrugged it off, and shut the door. Nothing had changed since then. She suddenly heard crying. Her head shot up, and she spun around. She was now facing the door to her parent's old room. She was never allowed to go into that room, and she always understood why. But, she was curious. Was there a dead body in there? She wouldn't have doubted it. She walked in, and saw a woman in a silk robe on the bed, crying.

Sierra gasped. "Who the hell are you?" she asked viciously. The woman jumped and looked up.

"well, who are you?" she asked, in a very hard voice.

"I'm Sierra. Now, who are you?" She asked suspiciously.

"The name's Shug."

"Seriously? Not your stripper name, your actual name."

"How did you know i was a stripper?"

"I just know. Okay?" Sierra said. This woman reminded her a little bit of her mother.

"Fine. It Yevana. Happy?"

Sierra rolled her eyes. She looked at Yevana's face, and noticed she had a black eye. "What happened to you? Angry customer realizing he wasnt gonna get any?"

"You know, you got alot of nerve for a 19 year old!" Yevana snapped at Sierra.

"How did you know I was 19?"

"I just know, okay?" she said, mocking Sierra.

"Whatev, where did you get the shiner?" asked Sierra again.

"You were right. This phsycotic guy came into the bar today, the first customer of the day, and offered me $200. I said okay, and i brought him up here, and he started getting out all these knives and bondage crap, and I told him no. He started freaking out, and jumped ontop of me. I kept saying no, and he hit me, I screamed, and he ran down the fire escape."

"wow, damn sicko." said Sierra.

"Yeah. Why are you here?"

"This is...was my house."

"So?"

"I was in town and...oh yeah, totally off subject, what the hell happened to this town?" asked Sierra.

"What do you mean? Nothing's happened."

"Where is everyone?"

"Uh, it is like, 1 in the morning, normal people seem to sleep at this time."

"No, like, no one is here. No lights, nothing."

"Listen girl, I think your the one with the problem. Im leaving." Yevana got up, walked past Sierra, and left the apartment. Sierra raced after her, but she was gone.

"Whoa...weird." said Sierra. She walked out of the apartment, down the stairs, into the bar, an out into the streets.