Woah...
This place was freaking huge. Her footsteps echoed around the massive chamber. What were those blue lights over on that end? Genevieve gave him a look at the mention of a brothel, pushing thoughts of white painted women from her mind.
She admitted, drawing closer to the blue glows. Tiny crystalline particles seemed to fall from the dark ceiling, dotting the air with sparkle and shine as they skewed the cerulean glow. They disappeared when they fell close, giving the illusion that they truthfully didn't exist.Ain't a clue,