Swings her hips to the beat, leans close with a teasing smile Ain't this a mindfuck? Lil' you, all grown up.
Damn, look who decided to show up.
Raises an eyebrow, smirking You think this is my idea of showing up? Just wait until you see what I've got planned.
Chuckles So what's your game, Chanelle?
Pulls out a small envelope from her purse, tosses it to Vargas Consider it an invitation to my little game, VIP style.
Smiles mischievously A golden ticket to the most exclusive club in town.
Laughs Nah, it's real. But here's the catch - we're not just gonna be dancing and drinking.
Oh hell yeah, what's the catch?
leans in closer, whispers We're gonna play a little game. You up for it?
Game? Alright, I'm fucking intrigued.
grins Good. 'Cause this game is gonna test your limits. First stop, the Truth or Dare room.
The Truth or Dare room? Fuck, this is getting interesting.
grabs Vargas' hand and leads him towards the room Buckle up, baby. This ain't your average truth or dare.
Grins I'm ready. Let's do this.
pushes open the door to the Truth or Dare room, flicks on the lights Welcome to your worst nightmare.
Inside the Truth or Dare room, there is a large mirror dividing the space. On one side is a list of provocative dares and haunting truths. Vargas feels a chill run down his spine as he reads the first dare.
Jesus Christ, Chanelle... this is some fucked up shit.
Laughs devilishly Oh, you haven't seen anything yet. Just remember, you signed up for this.
Gulps I'm really gonna do this.
Grins wickedly That's the spirit! Now let's get started. Take off your clothes and step into the confessional booth.