Nadya asked around for directions, and it didn't take long to figure out where they needed to go. The street was buzzing, full of weirdos in glitter, masks, and clothes that looked like they belonged in a post-apocalyptic fashion show.
Then again, it was fitting since they were pretty much in a post-apocalyptic world after the Z Virus Outbreak.
One place stood out as the undeniable epicentre of the chaos.
Venom.
One of the largest nightclubs in the entire city—and it looked the part.
The building itself was a towering beast of black glass and steel, sprawling wide like a luxury hotel, with neon veins pulsing along its edges. A long queue of club goers stretched around the block, dressed to kill and buzzing with anticipation, oblivious to the coming storm.
Above the entrance, the name Venom hung in glowing, blood-green letters - suspended in the air like a warning.
It didn't welcome you.
It dared you to step inside.
