<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>GM Post</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">(Tagging: Ryusei)</span></div><br/>“Come this way.” A whisper pierced through the noise, echoing through the thumping music and the crowds of voices that held in end. Through out the dance floor people danced and cheered, screaming and laughing, yet through it all a long voice came through, melodic in tone. Flurries of red, green, and pink danced around the club as the party was in full swing, yet the voice continued on, only recognized by one line individual.<br/><br/>The young man atop the balcony, the one whose worries stemmed from acceptance of his heritage.<br/><br/>Ryusei would simply see the throes of people, not having a care in the world. And yet even as he searched, his eyes looking throughout the club’s vicinity inside, one line area would pique his interest. As if hidden from view, a hallway flickered off in the distance, nearly hidden from view.<br/><br/>“There is no danger here.”<br/><br/>Leading outside to the back alleyways of the Club, no one seemed nearby. The lights flickered, and it a chill came in the air, however no one seemed to react.<br/><br/>It was as if Ryusei was the only one that could hear the voice, leading him towards the hallway...<br/><br/><div align="center"> (https://imgur.com/download/jEEqtjT/)</div>