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On the basement section of a hotel lies a room with a supernatural atmosphere. Behind the closed door leaks a cloudy fog that creeps along the floor, spreading across the hallway as slow as possible. Once it is seen, there's no escape, as one would be already caught by the fumes. Its smell is putrid at first, infiltrating the nostrils and irritating the eyes. One would quickly adjust however, and come to not only appreciate the sensation but also lust for more. This leads to the opening of the door. Rusty hinges cry out, slamming the door shut after someone enters. Bodies are scattered all over, some on top of one another while others "come back to life" and grind against each other. Within the center of the room can be seen a dark figure sitting comfortably upon the couch. From the kiseru pipe within its hand, the figure releases wave of smoke clouds, thickening the air. Yet he doesn't choke, but instead takes another deep inhale gladly. This figure isn't a creature out of a horror film however. No, he's something greater:

The Life Of The Party.