The strobe light was blinding accompanied by loud techno music. The stench of alcohol and the smell of sweat thick in the air. Young lovers grinding onto one another and some were dancing alone with hopes of capturing attention from other lonely people out there. The ambiance wasn't that comforting with the massive quantity of homo sapiens head bopping and screaming to the music. The high pitch sound waves were somewhat comforting to some. He stands alone in the middle of the herd. Looking left to right, wondering what's gonna happen after 3. Are these people going home alone or with some random intoxicated stranger? He looks up to the disc jockey who was good looking with blonde hair, headphones snugged onto his head and he was concentrating on playing more loud, blaring, techno music to drive the young one's wild and crazy. He let out a loud sigh and thought to himself, enough with the music and intensity. He paced himself and pushed himself out of the crowd. Another young couple, sharing their love in front of others and he sees them at the corner of the bar, he shakes his head and wished he was young again.
As he walks out of the club, the loud music slowly fading out with every step he made. He stops at the end of the street and then he realizes, he was intoxicated too because everything was somewhat blurry to his usually 50/50 vision. He stood still. So still. The air was cold and wet. He looked up to the sky and notice a speck of light in the dark midnight sky. The air grew colder and he decided to make a move.
He grab onto his jacket and tightened his scarf. He took his first step to cross the road and it stopped. It was the last step he made on earth and the next step he made was alongside the Angel of Death.
