Heaven's Door Bar

From the outside, it certainly looks dubious ... I found myself in a secluded alley, dark and wet, at the top of a staircase that descended down to the depths of the street. The staircase was very narrow, and on the walls were posters that had been pasted over each other. I found the door, and when I opened it I was surprised by two Japanese men selling concert tickets. The concert had already begun. I rushed inside to the bar. Everything was dark with a reddish glow, slightly reminiscent of the windows of the red light district. The bar was located right in front of the door. As I waited for my drink, I turned to get a look at the room.