He sighed inwardly, because raves were strictly for dickheads and tweakers, but when Ruby took him in (skipping the line and waving at the bouncer) he found the setup pretty elaborate: two floors, a real bar, good sound system, and a sizy stage with a live band. XXX It fell away in strips, like pale white rubber. She almost sounded disappointed. As he watched she unwound the plasticky skin from her hands, revealing the bony, grasping claws underneath. He was crying, and laughing, delirious, watching the lights strobe overhead. The band was still playing, and people on the floor were still dancing, and Andrew heard the soft rustle of terrible things in the shadows. “Troy! It was a one room with a single stall, just big enough for both of them. He saw Ruby, or what was left of her, leering at him from the doorway.
