"B-B-B-B-B-BONFIRE!"<br/><br/>The place was in complete pandimonium. The second that bass dropped, people did just as DJ told them to. Even then, it was almost impossible to resist the call. The lights pulsed and flashed to the beat of the music, strobing to frame the scene in flashing lights. It was hard to tell who was eating, who was getting eaten, who was getting dragged to one of the basement rooms and who was dodging to escape the jaws and grasp of the hungry and horny. Some were just dancing, but the number of those who could just stand calmly by we're dwindling. The kitsune was practically cackling on her stand, a throne of sound and magic, playing the scene out like a puppeteer and loving every second of it.