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Claire grinned as she held a smoking cigarette in hand.

"Oh, I see," Claire said in an almost sultry tone, "But, trust me, sweetheart, [i]I[/i] really improve your night in all the right ways." Followed by a brief chuckle.

"But, word of advice, nothing kills the mode more than bei-"

The screaming started, and the music stopped at that exact moment. Claire jolted in surprise, dropping her cigarette at the moment of the sickening cries. [i]They [/i]aren't[i] the cries of someone having fun. Unless getting murdered is on that list.[/i] Claire thought to herself as she walked over to the corner of the building and peered around it. There were droves of people running out, some covered in blood (their own?). 

Claire wanted to stick her head inside, but she could smell the fume of flames in building, and knew that wasn't going to end well for her. She was about to book it back to the road and hitch-hike back, but she was forgetting something. She turned back to the girl she had just met, and said,

"I don't know what's going on in there, and I definitely don't want to find out," Claire looked Rien up and down, "And I think you don't want to, either."