The sound of grunge and heavy metal filled Kain's ears. God he loved those sorts of sounds. People screaming about demons and death... it made him hungry. Kain was watching the scene. He could see goths and wannabee vampires headbanging to the music. He could see what looked like dolls shackled to the walls.

Whoever owned this place must have had good taste.

But he wasn't here for the heavy metal. He wasn't here for the food or drink.
Kain had been monintoring the activities of this cult for a long time now. And he had decided that this was the place for him.

Horrible, disgusting, goth infested... it was just his place.

Kain smiled... wondering if he was being watched.
"If anyone can here me... I'm not an enemy."
Kain waited for a bit. There was no answer...

So he decided to leave...
In one mighty jump, he was gone!