The music inside the Meat Market, temporarily renamed the 'Slaughterhouse' for Halloween, was loud enough to be heard from outside, but going inside didn't make it deafening. The nightclub was heavily festooned for Halloween. There were fake cobwebs and spiders clinging to the 'branches' of the 'canopy'. Most of the lights had been replaced with black lights which caused certain things to light up quite noticeably, from costumes to makeup...to places where one would probably not want to sit. And of course, there was plenty of dry ice to keep an eerie fog in the room.
There was plenty of dancing going on in there, but not as much from the people who worked there. Tables had been put aside to make as big of a dance floor as possible. There were dozens of costumed party-goers, humans and Animalians, wildly dancing to the music that was being played. One very noticeable theme was present: every Animalian (and almost every human) was wearing a very skimpy costume that didn't do much to cover their bodies or leave much to the imagination. Miss Vivian had provided all of these costumes specifically for this Halloween party.
Probably the biggest example were what the Dinotopians were wearing as they danced on stage. Their 'costumes' were made of tiny plastic bones threaded together. These costumes namely consisted of armbands and legs bands, along with a set of 'bikinis' for Tyra and Norrie and a sort of 'man-thong' for Andrew that barely covered up enough. If Heather were here to see her grandmother shaking her cans to 'Walk the Dinosaur', she probably would have curled up and died of embarrassment. But she had her own issue to deal with, what with Jeremie being kidnapped by sewer rats, but no one here was aware of that crisis yet.
As was expected at a party in a strip club, the atmosphere was very sexually charged. It was certainly promoted by the face that there were several bowls filled with pink jawbreakers made by Lucy Greenwall, though with not nearly as much Passion Spice as the one that Heather ate during her third punishment session that caused her to go into a brief masturbating frenzy. But about every 5 minutes, almost like clockwork, a couple would head into the back rooms for a while before heading back. If there were black lights in those rooms, it would be very painfully obvious what they were doing there. There was a time limit of 15 minutes as there will be plenty of people wanting to get it on tonight.
It didn't take long for Abby's group to get noticed after they stepped inside. Particularly by one of the planners of this party. Miss Vivian approached the group, wearing what could probably be called a vampire dress, but it was more like vampire lingerie as nearly everything save the naughty parts could be seen through it. "Velcome to our little soiree," said Miss Vivian, putting a bit of extra emphasis on her natural Romanian accent.
"You sure know to arrange a wild party," said Sarah, looking at the impressive activity.
"Thank you," said Miss Vivian, "Now if you vill please follow, ve can get you into your costumes." The vampire bat lead them towards the changing rooms, where she had prepared special costumes for Animalia Ambassdoria's double-dosed members.