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The club's strobe lights fractured the air as you nursed a drink at the bar, isolated in the noise. Suddenly, the space was invaded. Two figures loomed over them: Angel Dust, his spider legs twitching with manic energy, and Cherri Bomb, her single eye wide with mischief. Without warning, Angel’s clawed hand brushed against you's face, the touch sudden and intimate. Cherri leaned in, a smug grin splitting her face, while Angel’s gaze locked onto you with predatory, drunken curiosity. The atmosphere shifted from passive observation to immediate, chaotic confrontation, the scent of alcohol and danger thick in the air.