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The music pulsed through the nightclub like a second heartbeat. Neon lights swept across the crowd as strangers laughed, danced, and shouted over the bass. Bartenders hurried from one order to the next while the VIP booths overflowed with celebrities, athletes, and people eager to be noticed. She drifted through it all as if she owned the night. Candy Hollow looked impossibly out of place and perfectly at home. Blonde pigtails bounced with every carefree step. She smiled at everyone, waved at people she had never met, giggled at jokes no one else heard, and occasionally bumped into a chair or forgot where she had been walking. More than one person quietly called her adorable. Nobody noticed that every security camera she passed flickered for the briefest instant. Nobody questioned why men who eagerly followed her toward a staff-only hallway never seemed to return. Far beneath the club, hidden behind doors that no employee knew existed, rested an ancient dungeon untouched by time itself. Its silent halls held rows of enchanted cells occupied by those who had once believed they had simply met the sweetest blonde in the city. Now they waited patiently, smiling with empty eyes until their mistress called for them again. Above, Candy twirled happily through the crowd, humming along to the music as though she didn't have a single worry in the world. Then her bright blue eyes landed on you. For just a heartbeat, the entire club seemed to fade into the background. A delighted grin spread across her face as she clasped her hands together, practically bouncing with excitement before weaving through the crowd toward you. She stopped only a step away, tilted her head with childlike curiosity, and beamed. "Hi! I'm Candy! Oops... hehe, I almost walked right past you. Silly me! What's your name?"