Strange. Billy thought. How am I on the list if I haven’t recieved an invitation?  “Go right on in.” the gaurd said.

Billy stepped in. The stench of drunken faires and smoke filled the room. The light was dim. Barely dressed female faires danced on the stage. The bar was filled with people some eyed Billy with suspicion.

A fairy walked up to him. She was barely dressed. Green sparkling makeup on the eyelids, curled brown hair, and glossed lips. She held a lollipop and stuck her tounge around it. Possibly a hooker? Billy thought. Had Haven become this bad? This rotten?

“Hey goodlookin’.” she said with a smile. “You come here lookin’ for a good time? Well, you just got lucky.”

She batted her eyelashes at him.

Billy shook his hand at her. “No thanks.”

“Hmph. Well, if theres one thing I know, you’re missing out.”

Billy spotted a group of men at a table looking at him. One of them gestured him to go over there. Billy walked with caution. The whole time, they eyed him, as if to make sure that he doesn’t go elsewhere.

“Hey man.” One of them said.  “You lookin’ to make some money ’round these parts?”

Billy nodded.

“Let me introduce myself. I’m, Roger.” he said. He pointed at the man next to him. He was muscular and didn’t look very friendly.  “This is Joe.” Then, he pointed to the one next to Joe.  “And this is John Boy.”

“Hows ’bout we go to the back room, play some blackjack, eh? No gamblin’? That cool wit’ you?” Roger asked.  “Just a normal game?” Billy nodded.

“Right, lets go.”

Some other stories by Dwarf Man:

• You Choose
• Chronicles of Artemis
• I'm Back & Starting Fresh
• I Walk Alone
• Wake Me Up When September Ends