<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000"><b>Another day, another dollar or euro in this situation. Viktor arrived once again at the bunker. Unlocking the heavy reinforced black steel doors he revealed the dark depths of the old nazi bunker. his heavy steel toe capped combat boots stomped down the cold concrette steps as he casually switched on the dim lights which lit the way down to the main area of the bunker. Once underground Victor approached a metal box on the wall, which he was quick to open and flick a few switchs. Soon the club came to life as blood red neon and strobe lights lit up the room and danced across the walls and floor. Clad simply in a long black leather trench coat, a black short sleeved work shirt and black combat pants that were tucked into his boots Victor made his way across the dance floor to the bar.<br/>
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Opening the hatch he moved behind the bar and to a sterio control system that was beneath the bar. Pushing a few buttons sound came to the bunker. Screens all over the club lit up with <i>Repo! The Genetic Opera</i> playing as speakers burst into life with <i>Rammstein - Pussy</i>. All that was needed was some more bodys in the club so that there could be some fun. Whilst he waited, Victor removed his trench coat and opened a freezer from which he produced a ice cold litre bottle of Jagermeister which he was quick to unscrew the cap and drop a black straw into before sipping casually at the bottle like a child with a juice box.</b></span>