The Midnight Club Murders
It appeared to be a pure distilled spirit that was concentrated.
“This was a rare gift to me last Christmas and I took this out for this special night. I admit it, you bitches broke me,” He laughed a nervous chuckle.
He filled everyone’s cups with the spirit, it’s strong, earthy aroma begging to infiltrate the room. It simultaneously smelled horrible and palatable.
Everyone, except Isa who appeared to sleep, took a chug.
“Bottoms-up, bitches.”
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