The grand hall. Stone arches, chandeliers and a sweeping staircase over the main stage and main sound — a thousand masked monsters under one vaulted ceiling.

The bright chamber, washed in light and lower frequencies. The second sound runs the darker end of the spectrum — resident DJs to the last hour.

Velvet, thrones and low light. The live dungeon holds court here — step out of the storm to reset, drink and conspire before descending again.

Night air, mirror balls and city glow. Reserved ground and open-air bars — smoke, breathe and be seen between rituals.