Welcome to the place where the cheerleader dances with the devil at midnight in the Garden of Eden. An experience with temptation of the forbidden, a place of beauty full of death, superstition and what lies beyond our ability to see.
It was the doorway to everything and nothing I'd expected. There was no decor save the bodies snaked with tattoos and little more strewn about on minimal furniture in various poses only the drunk and drugged can manage.
Like many people, I lived a life defined by the shadows of my own mind, shadows cast by the beliefs I grew up with. It wasn't until much later in life that I realized one very important Truth: Shadows cannot exist without Light.