Downstairs in the Elysium underground the loud and pumping sound from the Nox is inaudible. In stark contrast with the rush of the dance floor and the press of warm bodies here there is only a single woman, quietly and silently seating in one of the many chairs spread around the room in an orderly fashion.
The lightning of the room itself is assured by recessed lamps which cast a soft and welcoming glow. There is a tangy aroma of lemonade, freshly squeezed, which insists of invading the nostrils of anyone who might come downstairs. Martha should probably be nearby, even if nowhere to be seen…
In silver lettering a Latin motto is inscribed over the doorway: “Per Ardua Ad Astra.” Through struggle to the stars.
Adorning most walls there are several depictions and renderings of galaxies, nebulae and the farther reaches of space. Long, black and purple silken drapes cascade from the ceiling to the floor decorating the court interior.
As for the woman itself Juan will notice her as being a kindred her beast bare. She is still seating into one of the lonely chairs apparently waiting for someone. Her long and beautiful legs are crossed with poise and in her lap there is a magazine, apparently one of those magazines about the rich and famous. The woman is tastefully attired in a black dress with only a red and gold kerchief around her neck, pinned into place by a gold pin. On her petite feet the red sole of her high heeled Louboutins give the woman a subtle touch of distinction.
She seems to be unaware that someone is descending the stairs…
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