Walking the ruins of the building you can still see the once elegant design of this club. A central spire of dancing poles, each with their own surface at each of the three levels of the club, lays lopsided against the edge of the third levels balcony looking down over the rest of the club. Walking near it is an anxiety inducing affair with thoughts of just how unstable the thing has to be after all these years. Though the place looks alike the type of ruin which would prove to have valuables inside still it's clear that many others before have had a similar idea.

Access Restriction: Unrestricted

Dress Code: Anything goes.

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Dark emotions swirl here, and whatever ending this place had it was certainly a violent one.

No longer a pile of rubble a lot of the framework for a new establishment has been put in over the past few weeks. While on paper the contractors name leads you down a rabbit hole that leads nowhere the word on the street is that the Wraith Sisters will soon have their own place here on Bellionas. Something that's sent waves through the Bellionassian underworld with a number of deals and bodies, and the people spreading the gossip think there's only gonna be a lot more.