After parking a little further on, the student headed for an alleyway where it was impossible to pass each other. Skimming the damp walls, he stopped in front of a neon-framed opening that led straight to the basement. After observing it for a moment, he entered the dark staircase. Unpleasant memories had come back to him. Back when he'd refused to live with you after being thrown out of his parents' house, he'd spent a few nights down here...
Once downstairs, he found himself in front of a double door, guarded by a bouncer. The bouncer let him through without saying a word. He pushed open the door and before him opened a huge room crowded with drunken or drug-addicted people who were letting themselves go in a moving mass to the rhythm of wordless music. Yomo knew this scene all too well.