FLUX SAYS:
Striding into the pool hall, ready to practice my nine-ball game, I happen to catch a glimpse of a sweet-looking girl in a little black dress. With the lights down low, I sidle up to her and begin to make my moves, sinking shot after shot. SCYLLA in the side-pocket...
SCYLLA SAYS:
Perhaps the atmosphere of a pool hall isn't the most wholesome place for a girl like me. Easily impressionable, innocent, I find myself suddenly under the influence of the charismatic FLUX. I don't understand exactly what's going on, but I know I can't resist...