INTERFACE..

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 Ghosts.. Demons.. Monsters.. are they real?

 You might've heard about them from movies and tv shows. Hell! you might've sensed them under the covers of your sheets.

 Scared, you might've reported this to your parents as a child who only dismisses this as a childish tantrum and told you that it was going to be alright.

 Told you to not be afraid..

 However should you?

 Hell no! You should be afraid! because these monsters are not just a figment of your imagination.. they are real!

 Believe me, I know this because I hunt them down myself!

 I am Jason Chris.. A Mystique Hunter!

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  Vroom!

 A black sedan pulls over at the entrance of a night club glowing with brilliant neon light, making it extremely conspicuous in the darkness of the night.

 Three teenagers alright from the sedan as they stare at the night club before them.

  "J.C, I don't think coming here is a good idea" after eyeing the two unfriendly looking bouncers at the entrance, one of the teens couldn't help but develop second doubts.

 Her name was Aletta and she was the only female among the group.

 "Don't worry. The dude I bought the ID from swears it's a fake legit. Not even the FBI would be able to tell" the teen at the middle patted his chest with a confident expression.

 Jason Chris.. he was the spoilt trust fund brat of the multi billionaire tycoon Simone Chris. Sporting raven black hair and a well chiseled body, Jason appeared to be a lot more developed than the average teenager.

 "Why don't you ease up Aletta? today is our last day at highschool. We should at least have some fun?" the last teen in the group shrugged his shoulder.

 Stephen.. sporting a build far more muscular than Jason, Stephen appeared to be only a tad bit inferior to the two mean looking bouncers.

 However compared to his build, his chubby face made his appearance more comical than domineering.

 "Your brother is right Aletta. You should ease up a little bit " Jason licked his lower lips, anticipation flashing in his eyes.

 "Fine. But I am only going to have one shot!" Aletta finally gave in.

 "Suite yourself"

 Swaggering towards the night club, the two bouncers stationed at the entrance moved, blocking Jason's path 

 "This place is strictly on invitation" the one at the left grunted.

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 "Here" Jason flashed a decoratively looking card before their eyes. Only after sternly inspecting and confirming it was legit did they nod their heads.

  "You can go"

 "Uhm. Those two came with me as well" Jason pointed towards Aletta and Stephen who were behind him. Aletta was already starting to fidget anxiously.

 Boom!

 The trio had just stepped into the nightclub when the loud noise of dj disco music almost blasted their ear drums into a bloody mush. Staring at the bustling scene before him, Jason chuckled with excitement as he screamed at the top of his lungs.

 "Let's have some fun!!"

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 Clop. Clop. Clop.

 A pair of red heels collided gracefully on the ground as a lady in red cocktail dress cat walked towards the night club. A white fox furred coat was drapped loosely over her, slightly exposing her fair and supple neck bones.

 Her lips were painted fiery red and her ginger red flowy hair was drapped over her shoulder.

  When the two bouncers saw her approaching, they reacted for a moment before regaining their composure.

 "Show us your invitation" although they were attracted to her beauty, they didn't allow that to come in the way of their job.

 They were strictly told not to let anyone through the door without them showing proof of invitation.

  "Ah.." the ginger beauty covered her small lips as she let out a small yelp of surprise.

 "I seem to have forgotten it back at my place. Can't you let me in without it?" while speaking, a pink glow flashed in her eyes for a split second.

 The Bouncer at the left made to deny her request when his colleague besides him beat him to the punch.

 "Sure!" his lips split into a fawning smile as he gave way.

 "What are you doing buddy? you can't just let her pass without an invite!" his colleague stared at him, appearing puzzled.

 "I did. Because she said so!"

 "You're crazy man " the bouncer at the left made to block the path of the ginger haired beauty.

 "Deal with him now would you ?" the gingered haired beauty flicked her fingers as she walked past the shocked bouncer.

 "Hey--" before the bouncer could finish his sentence, his colleague rushed towards him, tackling him to the ground.

 "What are you doing buddy? get the hell off me!" he demanded angrily as he attempted to push the other man off him.

 "I will deal with you because she said so!" his colleague seemed to be hypnotized as he fished out a pocket knife from his back pocket.

 Splurt!

 Gurgle!

 The bouncer underneath choked on his blood as he held his slit up throat while his hypnotized colleague slowly dragged his dying corpse away.

  While all this was happening, the ginger haired beauty had already made her way into the nightclub.

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 "You lose again amigo" 

 "Damnit!" downing another shot of vodka, Jason cussed as he glared at the tattooed man who chuckled while packing stacks of cash off the poker table.

 This was the third poker game he had played so far, which ended in his loss, like the two games before it.

 Just as Jason made to down another shot, he heard an alluring voice sound from behind him.

 "You really suck at this"

 Looking over, he noticed a gingered haired beauty in a red cocktail dress staring at him, with an amused smile.

 "What do you know? I always beat my poker instructor at every game. He's a renowned grandmaster" Jason snorted with annoyance.

 His voice was already starting to slur, thanks to the alcohol in his system.

 "Hmm. Is that right? then it is either your instructor is a sham.. or he just likes letting you win" the ginger haired beauty chuckled as she occupied the vacant spot of the sofa, next to Jason.

  "I'm Alicia" she smiled sweetly at him.

  "Tch. Not interested. As you can see I gambled away all the cash on me so.. except you offer free service" Jason hiccuped.

 "Whoa. What does a seventeen years old like you know? you think I am a hooker?" Alicia giggled with amusement.

 "What the f ck! how do you know my age?! who the hell are you?!" Jason shot up to his feet, glaring at Alicia warily.

 "Hehehe. I know so many things about you.. Jason Chris.." seeing the current expression on Jason's face, Alicia licked her lower lips.

 "Jason?" just then a surprised voice rang from behind them as Aletta and Stephen made their way over.

 When they saw Alicia, shock and panic flashed in their eyes. However they quickly covered it up.

  "J.C who is this hottie?" Stephen patted Jason on the shoulder as he nudged towards Alicia who currently had an amused smile on her lips.

 "Dunno. She suddenly approached me and knows both my age and name.. we have to get out of here now guys, before we get busted!"

 "Yeah. Yeah. I think that's a good idea J.C" Stephen nodded like hen pecking on grains.

 Giving Alicia one last look, both siblings supported Jason's drunk figure through the backdoor of the nightclub.

 "What a surprise. Looks like some nosy people beat me to the punch " Alicia mumbled in amusement as she watched the trio leave.