It was a strange feeling he had when he stepped into the bar. He knew he had never been there but it was if he had just returned to a familiar spot. The environment was comfortable and friendly. Many people sat, talking about what is important only to them and laughter always follows. In the distant a band plays, mixed jazz with slower riffs. Its a funky feel they give off, suitable for dancing. It would be a fine place to dance to if someone had the itch. The mans group orders a round of their finest, Ruby red. He licked his lips at the thought of that fine beverage washing away the nagging feeling he had been here before. They sat discussing topics just as the other stranger were doing. The Ruby red goes fast on a warm night like this, and the fuzzy feeling starts at your feet. "..This is what you get, when you mess with us..." The man knows that song, it was a familiar tune to further sparkle the shine of this seemingly dank cave. He rocks his head to the beat. All in all he feels as if this place IS haunted, just as the rumors say. Perhaps not haunted with the dead, but haunted with the great memories that have taken place between those walls. He feels he would come back, and invite many people to come with him to chat, share stories and listen to a band(music nightly). Oh and it use to be a bordello, thats cool to!

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