The Sound of Revenge

Arriving at RAGE!

Laura knocked on my door right on time. My parents were going out for dinner and they thought I was going to Laura’s for a sleepover. We walked to the train line mostly in silence. We got on the train and held on to the poles hanging from the ceiling to keep balanced.
“Why are you going to a night club if you’re pregnant?” I asked, not wanting to sound rude but it was a question I wanted the answer to.
“Coz I can” she answered with a slur. How could she already be drunk? That reminded me, alcohol. I didn’t want to look weird but I didn’t really want to get drunk tonight. I couldn’t even drink alcohol legally so imagine explaining the fact I had a hangover to my parents who both thought I was at a harmless sleepover. Maybe this was not such a good idea after all. We got off at the stop however we were only halfway there. We were going to pick up Leo, Laura’s friend who was so close to her she had told me that they were pretty much family. She had told me that if she could trust anyone to take her home and not sleep with her then the guy would me Leo.
“Hi Leo” Laura said once Leo answered the door.
“Hey sis” Leo said. It might have been me imagining it but they both sounded drunk and they weren’t even at the night club yet. This could not be good. The guy who was meant to take us home safely was stoned. Great!
“Let’s go it’s getting cold and we don’t want to get there too late” I said after a few minutes of me being silence and Leo staring off into the distance like he was possessed. Laura was lying on the footpath. I helped her up and we once again got on the train.
We got to the city at 9:50pm and walked to Pilot Street. This street was known for its night clubs, drunks and street brawls.
“So which one is it?” I asked, but the answer was obvious. There were bright red signs with flames painted on them up everywhere! There was a sign lit up by lights just above a staircase leading down below street level. This was it. We were entering Rage!