Evil Auction 3

The fateful auction, the night of my ignominy, held in the basement of a seedy nightclub on the bad side of town, a place of uneducation and low morals; A basement unseen, alive in ultra-violet darkness. By day, a bordello catering to immoral acts performed by sweating, grunting, sex-crazed degenerates. By night, a dance floor and auctionarium for the jaded, the under-whelmed, the disinterested. A blasé so blasé, comprehension neared impossibility, a tangent of life.

By chance, lot 42 stood in my