You walk into the club as usual, doing whatever you feel like. As you wander, you get closer to the back of the club, the quieter parts of the club, where a metal door sits. You hear shouting coming from the room, then suddenly a man bursts out, quickly closing it behind him. He spots you and quickly runs over to you. Help me out for a second, would ya? He throws his jacket and cap off, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. He faces away from the door, quickly turning you with him.
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