When Maladicta came into work tonight, she'd expected some bad music. Because that seemed to be just what she had to deal with at the club.
But whatever
noise that was playing was... different to say the least.
One day she'd have proper music. With violins and haunting choirs that set the tone for a place filled with vampires and demons. Maybe a little thunder rolling in the background. But, for now, she was just going to grit her teeth and deal with the 'music'.