Marble steps fell on the edge of concrete, black steps that led up a single sliding glass door, transparent overhead letters in glowing white: Nocturnal Maryment. Blacklight informed the blueness of the quaint cafe, leading down into the zig-zag lounge of round tables and booths. Small sets of stairs split each booth, connected to a bar where one bartender with luminescent blue hair slid drinks along the countertop. Dressed in black, skin-tight attire, the patrons of the fine ...