The night lights of New Atlantis beckoned as James approached the karaoke bar, its neon signs glowing vibrantly against the dark sky. Through the large front window, he could see his friends gathered inside, their laughter and energetic chatter spilling out onto the street.

Nathan was the first to notice James, immediately throwing his arms up with unrestrained excitement. "James, my man! You made it!" he bellowed, delivering an enthusiastic backslap that nearly knocked the wind out of the unprepared James.

Mia flashed a playful smile, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Get ready for my amazing singing," she teased, her words laced with dramatic flair.

Alex gave a slight nod in greeting, the corner of his mouth turning up ever so slightly. Though reserved in nature, the warmth in his eyes was evident as he acknowledged the arrival of his friend. "Good to see you, James," he said in his customary calm tone, often the anchor in their lively escapades.

Stepping inside, the sounds of off-key crooning, raucous laughter, and thumping pop songs enveloped them. The atmosphere was electric, filled with carefree revelry as people from all walks of life united through the universal language of music.

They made their way to a private karaoke booth, its plush seats and state-of-the-art sound system ready to host their night's festivities. The walls were splashed with bright pop art and a disco ball cast dancing prismatic beams around the space, setting a vibrant stage.

Nathan immediately grabbed the microphone, queuing up an upbeat crowd-pleaser. He belted out the lyrics with zeal, his gravely voice brimming with enthusiasm as he compelled the others to join in a riotous group sing-along.

When it was Mia's turn, she selected a dramatic power ballad, throwing herself into the performance with theatrical passion that eclipsed any flawed notes. Everyone cheered, rising to their feet and swaying along as she commanded the stage.

Alex chose a gentle acoustic melody for his song, singing with unexpected tenderness that held his friends spellbound. It was a rare glimpse past his composed exterior that swelled James' heart with fondness for the remarkable people he called his friends.

Finally, when the mic passed to James, he hesitated before picking an energetic pop song with a contagious rhythm. Casting aside self-consciousness, he let the beat move through him, singing with unbridled enthusiasm if not technical skill.

The night blossomed into a tapestry of camaraderie, filled with applause, hilarious duets, and even a freestyle rap battle that left their sides aching with laughter. It was shaping up to be an evening of joyful bonding destined to become a treasured memory.

But just as they hit their stride belting out an upbeat anthem, with Nathan reaching a particularly zealous, if not exactly pitch-perfect, note, darkness suddenly engulfed them. The abrupt power outage was jarring, cutting their revelry short and cloaking them in perplexed silence.

"What the heck?" Nathan blurted out, only to be hushed as the building shuddered beneath them, the floor vibrating with ominous tremors.

From outside came a blood-curdling scream, followed by a shadowy figure darting past their booth. Details were impossible to discern in the blackness, but it was apparent the mysterious shape was fleeing some unseen horror.

A chill crept down their spines as the atmosphere of fun evaporated, replaced by icy dread. Just moments ago they were the picture of youthful joy; now, concern etched their faces.

Even Nathan, previously overflowing with exuberance, mirrored the apprehension around him. Mia's playful smirk had vanished, a look of alarm taking its place. Alex, normally a pillar of calm, subtly reached for his bag, composure giving way to vigilance.

James felt a flare of frustration pierce through the fear. "Can't I have just one normal day?" he grumbled angrily, voicing his pent-up exasperation.

Ignoring the sidelong glances from his friends, he flung open the door, steeling himself to face whatever menace lurked outside. But what he saw defied all expectations - the hulking backside of a nightmarish creature, bat-like in form, moving with unsettling grace as its taloned limbs glinted in the low light.

For a split-second James stood frozen, anger and dread crashing within him. The jarring reality of monsters prowling just outside sank in, and he slammed the door in a panic, pulse racing.

"There are actual monsters out there," he whispered urgently to Nathan's questioning look. "We need to get the hell out of here."

Another violent quake rocked the building, eliciting gasps of alarm. The decision was instant - they could not remain here, neither as sitting ducks nor potential casualties buried in the rubble.

Huddled together in the dim karaoke room, they urgently formed an escape plan, their hushed voices tinged with anxiety. Among the tense faces, Alex's calm demeanour stood out. "We'll head out the main entrance," he directed steadily, eyes calculating like a general surveying his troops. "Stick to the shadows and stay quiet. James, Nathan - watch our six."

They crept toward the door, leaving their makeshift sanctuary with Alex leading the wary procession. Each step was deliberate, betraying his keen situational awareness.

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As they navigated the dark interior, dread gnawed at their guts. A hulking silhouette appeared ahead, distorted into a horrifying shape by the flickering city lights outside. "Change of plan," Alex whispered tightly, maintaining control.

"Service exit," he signalled, and they pivoted, retracing their steps in a silent dance through the twisting corridors. Here, every sound seemed amplified, reinforcing that noise was their mortal enemy.

They were nearly to the back door when fleeting hope died at the sight of a nightmarish figure blocking their escape. They froze, collective breath held in their throats.

A tense silence fell, but just as defeat neared, a sudden scuffle elsewhere seized the monster's attention. Seizing the opportunity, they slipped past the distracted creature, their mad dash accompanied only by pounding heartbeats.

Abruptly the building groaned, the very structure protesting as another tremor compromised its integrity. The floor split, separating James from the others.

"Go!" James yelled over the chaos, voice firm with resolve. "I'll find another way out - just get yourselves to safety!"

Their faces reflected reluctance, but James' steadfast gaze spurred them into motion. "Don't worry about me. Now go!"

After a silent moment of understanding, Alex, Mia and Nathan darted ahead, leaving James to navigate the treacherous building alone.

James wound his way through the crumbling corridors, his mind racing with possible escape routes. One pathway to the rear exit was obstructed by debris from the quakes. With grim resolve, James turned back, hoping the main entrance was clear or at least presented an opportunity to slip by unnoticed.

Approaching the reception area cautiously, James edged to the corner and peered out. There it was, hunched over something on the floor, utterly engrossed. He couldn't make out what held its attention, but the wet, tearing sounds as it manipulated the object suggested a gruesome feast.

For a tense moment, the creature's gaze met James' own, its eyes brimming with chilling malevolence. James' heart hammered against his ribs, breath frozen in his throat as he braced for confrontation.

Miraculously, the monster simply resumed its grim meal, indifferent to his presence as if sensing his inevitable doom. Seizing the window, James slipped away silently.

Undaunted, James searched for alternative paths. His resolve never wavered as he tirelessly sought an exit. Along the way, he came upon a small group of survivors huddled in a room: a middle-aged woman clutching a small child, and a young man wielding a makeshift weapon.

"Hey, we need to get out of here—it's not safe," James urged gently but firmly.

The woman lifted her hollow gaze, eyes haunted by trauma. "We can't leave. Not with these monsters outside."

James pressed with quiet urgency, "I've seen these creatures firsthand. We need to go, now."

The young man glared back, eyes churning with fear and defiance. "It's too dangerous out there," he protested.

James crouched to meet their eyes directly, projecting compassion laced with resolve. "I know you're terrified, but staying could be just as risky. Trust me - sticking together is our best chance."

The child only clung tighter to the woman, whispering, "We can't go. Let's just wait for help."

Frustration warred with empathy inside James. He understood their paralyzing fear, but time was running out. "I can't force you to come, but I'm leaving with or without you. If you decide to follow, I'll be just ahead."

James departed, leaving them to their hushed debate in the gloom. As he trudged on alone, their echoes of fear and doubt lingered behind.

James finally reached the service exit after what felt like an eternity traversing the decimated interior. Relief at the sight of the door soured as he spotted his friends outside, oblivious to his presence, confronting a monstrous bat-like adversary. Mia was injured, taking refuge behind Nathan and Alex.

Driven by desperation, James charged forward, pulse thundering in his ears. As he neared, the creature aimed its razor talons at Nathan in slow motion, time elongating in agonizing delay.

Suddenly, energy surged through James, reshaping his body with preternatural speed and agility. The air hummed with anticipatory charge, his very essence morphing in an instant.

Space folded at his command and in a blink James was upon the creature. Instinct guided his strike as his palm connected, and a split-second later a small explosion erupted from the point of contact. The creature slammed against the alley wall, its chest a mangle of charred flesh.

The trio navigated the shadowy corridors with unwavering resolve, separated now from James. Outwardly calm, Alex was consumed inwardly by concern. Nathan, typically the cheerful buoy for the group, now wore a furrowed brow. Mia, the very spirit of their pre-disaster revelry, clutched her midsection, the night's horrors draining her vivacity.

They advanced through the maze with hushed strategy. "We need to find an exit and get help," Alex stated evenly, a steadying presence. "We have to believe James will make it out too."

Nathan's firm nod concurred. "James is capable. We focus on escaping now."

Abruptly the atmosphere grew oppressive, and in the dim light a horrific sight met their eyes - two mutilated corpses lay ahead. Mia stifled a horrified gasp, hand flying to her mouth as the stark peril they faced hit with raw intensity. Alex's jaw tensed and Nathan balled his fists, appalled but resolute.

Overcome, Mia recoiled in a tangled mess of terror and revulsion. Nathan caught her firmly. "We can't stop. We have to keep moving," he urged, burying his own dismay.

Pushing through the pall of dread, they continued onward, the twisting corridors like a gruesome maze. The cloying odour of blood hung heavy in the air. Just as they neared what seemed an exit, a guttural growl resonated behind them.

A hulking silhouette emerged from the dark, backlit by the flickering emergency lights, driving them into panicked flight. Mia cried out as her foot snagged on debris, sending her sprawling. Nathan and Alex skidded to a stop, torn between escape and loyalty to their fallen friend. The creature bore down, vicious limbs poised to strike.

With barely a moment's hesitation, Nathan and Alex turned to face the monster head-on, commitment outweighing the hopelessness of their stand. "Just go! Save yourselves!" Mia pleaded, eyes wide with terror.

Confronted with the choice to flee or fight, they wavered, then Nathan gave a resolute nod. "We'll buy you time - now run!"

Though the odds were slim, they refused to yield, squaring off against the beast with blazing courage. Their eyes burned with fierce determination as they readied to engage.

In the charged moment before the creature attacked, the air crackled unexpectedly. A blue-skinned woman materialized before the monster, her eyes aglow with supernatural power. With a swift gesture she unleashed a blast of inky darkness from her palm, hurtling the creature against the far wall with thunderous force.

Momentarily stunned by the bizarre turn of events, Nathan and Alex struggled to process the surreal scene. Before they could voice thanks or confusion, the mysterious woman turned to them, speaking in a shaky but relieved tone edged with happiness.

"I'm glad you're all safe. Now let's get the hell out of here."