Sacred Haven of Debauchery

Today was one of the hottest days of the year; the sun was at its zenith, causing headaches and making the crowds of city dwellers who ventured out in the middle of the day squint. Among them were Hostor and Neyra, making necessary purchases for the gathering planned for the evening. Neyra suggested holding the gathering at her place, and everyone agreed. When offered help with the shopping, Hostor readily agreed. Previously, Hostor worked as a police officer but was fired due to disagreements with his superiors, much like Arandor. At one time, they were as close as brothers and had worked hard to become partners. However, they felt their friendship had reached its end, and they could no longer perform their duties effectively as a team, even though, from a professional standpoint, they complemented each other well. Hostor was better with weapons and physically stronger, while Arandor was more resourceful and intelligent. By eight o'clock in the evening, everyone had arrived except for Loken, Imaris, Medzh, and Tangeyser. "Someone is always late!" the hostess said, a little nervous. "Let's start without them." As she said this, Neyra was carrying a tray of drinks and accidentally bumped into the sofa, dropping the glasses, and their contents spilled onto Azi's pants. He raised his hands in annoyance. "What's up, guys?" Loken said, climbing in through the window, startling some of the guests with his sudden appearance. Then, he glanced at Nebo, or rather, at his pants. "Neyra, don't you have a bathroom in this place?" "Loken, do you know if Reven will come?" Neyra asked. "WHERE IS REVEN WHEN HE'S NEEDED? How would I know?" "Wesker hasn't left his mansion in two weeks; he probably won't come," Arandor replied. "What is he doing in there? Who knows. Probably inventing a new virus," he smirked. Tonight was a restless night for Reven. Around four in the morning, he couldn't fall asleep, even though he couldn't get out of bed; he felt an incredible heaviness in his body, as if he were chained down. Then, he fell asleep and had nightmares. He woke up early in the morning after rolling off the bed. He felt better than he had during the night, but he still felt a terrible heaviness in his body and couldn't get up from the floor. He slowly crawled across the floor and then, grabbing onto everything he could, fell a couple of times but eventually managed to get to his feet. The party continued. Imaris, amidst shouts and Neyra's protests, also joined the other guests. A knock came at the door. Neyra got up and went to open it. "It's probably Tangeyser or Medzh," she thought. Opening the door, she, like the other guests, saw a short girl. She was smiling happily, which further confused the hostess. "Guys, you won't believe it; I did it!" the unexpected guest exclaimed. Neyra shrugged and slammed the door shut right in the girl's face. "Teenagers," Lizard "explained." Disappointed, the girl slowly made her way down the city street and then headed towards a mansion on the outskirts of the city. As she was about to pass through the gate, a guard stopped her. "What's the matter?" "Excuse me, but this is private property." "But... but..." "I am authorized to use force. Please leave." The girl had no choice, so she had to leave.