
In the medieval πππππ πππππππ, Death never asked who you were. A king, a lover, a sinner, a saint, sooner or later, everyone joined the same procession. music: HARD TRANCE / BOUNCE / HARD HOUSE For one night, the club turns into a dark ballroom for the living, the dead, and everyone caught somewhere in between. Black, bones, candles. Come dressed as if this was going to be your last night. Death is already waiting downstairs. Take her hand. Join the dance. πππππ’πͺπππ‘ entry come in costume = FREE ENTRY all night