Lost in Samao

Third POV

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As Abigail entered the bar, the wild atmosphere was immediately the first thing she noticed.

The vibrant lights were bright and flashing so quickly that they nearly blinded her, with a mix of bright blues, reds, and yellows dancing around the room.

Her eyes squinted instinctively at the intense lights, trying to protect themselves from the sudden brightness.

A slight burning sensation stung her retinas, prompting her to blink several times as she gradually adjusted to the brightly lit surroundings.

Slowly, her eyes began to make out the details of the busy bar: the colorful lights, the loads of people.

As Abigail looked around the bar, she saw many women wearing very little clothing, mostly bikinis and underwear. These women were dancing in the crowded room, and there were a lot of them.

Some danced on the laps of men, screaming in joy as the men sprayed them with money.

Abigail looked away and turned to face her right, it looked a lot more quieter and she guessed