Last night’s frequencies from Area 52 took a darker, dreamier turn as DJ Bun G Chord descended into the booth for his long-anticipated Goth Set, a ritual of reverb, velvet shadows, and basslines that felt like cathedral bells underwater.
As the crowd of aliens, avatars, and late-night wanderers swayed in flickering violet light, something curious happened: a cat, sleek, unbothered, almost spectral, appeared near the DJ’s feet. Witnesses say it didn’t walk in through the door. It simply was there.Some claim it’s Bun’s familiar. Others say it’s the reincarnation of an alien intelligence that’s been studying human nightlife for decades. Bun didn’t confirm or deny; he just turned up the volume and dropped “Bela Lugosi’s Dead.”By the end of the night, both Bun and the cat were gone.
Only the echo of synth and the scent of strawberry incense remained.
Only the echo of synth and the scent of strawberry incense remained.
Some of you have visited all 11 venues and collected the gifts. Wow!!! Great Hunters. Keep going if you have not found them all, it will be worth it to see all the venues :)
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