Down on your left is the Hudson river, where the water reflects the light of the city.
On the riverside however, it is dark.

Welcome to the Bronx.

At the end of a dead end street the glowing sign floods the black of the asfalt with red.
On the sides, barels of oil on flame light the pieces of broken glass all over the street.
The silence is broken but by one thing, the heavy bass of the music coming from the old abandonned warehouse: "THE MAYHEM".
This sabbat sanctuary is guarded by a big metal door. To enter, the special knock and password must be given to the big bouncer at the spywindow.

Inside, the music is loud and violent. This is not a bar, it's a sabbat meeting place. The music covers voices so everyone can talk at their convenience.