One day, we were informed of a party to be held in someday in future, the attendance is compulsory for everyone.

Who was the organizer, time and venue, the purpose of the party? Those were out of everyone’s knowledge. “Sooner or later this is the just right moment for you to participate this party, don’t you ask more than that, you are spare of a single cent as it is generously sponsored by a mysterious man. Just make yourself appear at the party will do.” This was what we were told when enquiries on further details were made.

Looking at the party that was enveloped by vague and ambiguous intention, we were holding a different perspective.

You undisguisedly exhibited your expectation on this upcoming party. You were born to enjoy the festive celebration, your blood has metabolized alcohol for uncountable times, the frequent alcohol consumption has almost forced your body totally replaced red blood cell with ethane. Undoubtedly, this party was exceptionally a physical need to you, and also the one that can’t be missed.

You looked listless during the normal day, at the moment the news of the mysterious man is going to hold a party come to you, your eyes were refreshed anew, the accumulated sleepiness at past was swiped away immediately. You started to volunteering approach that mysterious man, asked to get involved in the party planning. You did not want to miss any details, even the colour of the lights and the mixture of the drinks were within your scrutinization. Perhaps you could prevent the upsurge of the sleepiness while you were indulging into something that you were interested with, or probably the specific combination of lights and drinks could supply the nutrients to the flowing alcohol inside your body.

Instead, I did not fancy revelry, even hated it. The crowded place did not fit my nature, I would feel nausea in the noisy environment. I was constantly terrified with the tiny bit of oxygen to be squeezed away within the highly circulated human flow, how would I survive with the oxygen! In short, attending this party will almost take my life away.

I waited for no second, asking for the party details when the news was surfaced. I have to mentally get prepared since this party probably could consume my life anytime. At the same time, I also made another suggestion, perhaps the expenses on this party could be utilized in other meaningful activities. At last, I even asked, what’s the consequence if I insisted to absent.

“This is an order beyond the options, you all bear the obligation of attending this party.”

He didn't have much thought on this party, basically speaking he didn’t project any idea on anything, he fully obeyed the order delivered down from top authority, and executed every single command without any alteration. When there was no direction from the superior, he will carefully observe the surrounding and put himself into the side where tendency was more dominant, this will spare himself a great effort on declaring his stand.

At last, the inevitable fate put you, me and him to converge at this party, unsurprisingly every arrangement was reflecting your preference, from the venue entrance even to the toilet decoration were not excluded from your meticulous arrangement, it won’t be an exaggeration if I could think of you by just looking at the toilet bowl. You took the opportunity to express your talent, announcing your existence, you were desperate seek for public’s attention. I thought probably that’s the reason for your favouritism at the party. He was astonished by the decorations at the party, he also adored your ability in hosting such a lively event. My face was frowning throughout the event, you forcefully engaged your preference onto my perception, it was as if putting two incoherent narratives into one single story, this has discomforted me, I only dragged myself to sit in front of the bar and stared at the wine rack behind.

You saw I was sitting alone at the bar and tried to approach me in a friendly manner, asking me: are you fine?

Me: “ I’m still fine, I just wish to get excused from here.”

You: “Well, you should clearly understand that somehow you are not entitled to decide on when to leave.”

Me: “Of course I certainly aware of that, but is it fair if you solely think for your own?”

Suddenly your face showed a sign of distortion, you took a knife from the pocket and stabbed it to my stomach, the natural instinct responsive towards the pain caused by the tearing of tissues has driven me to scream, but strangely my scream was blended with the ongoing playing music, and even the rhythm was further enhanced with the inclusion of my scream, with the improvised mixed music everyone was brought into a whole new world.

The blood keeps flowing from my stomach, in a linear way, from the edge of the bar to the entrance; people thought it was the split red wine when they looked at the blood shined by the disco ball, hey, the red carpet where you were stepping on from the entrance was stained with my blood! Idiot!

He saw me sat underneath the bar, questioned you am I okay. You said I just encountered a hangover, just let me stay there to rest. And he really trusted your lame allegation and turned around to mingle with other people.

The way your eye looked at me sent a chill to my heart, deep within my heart I kept hoping that this party dismissed as soon as possible, or somebody could turn off that music that swallowed my scream so that I could reveal your tricks on the spot.

However, the speaker still playing that music. That absurd party has been continuing for ten years, until now.
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有天，我们被通知来临一日即将举办一场派对，所有人都务必出席这场派对。

谁是主办单位，时间地点，派对庆祝目的，无人晓得。当我们欲问更多详情时，却被告知：反正你们现在这个时候就应该参加这个派对，别问那么多，有神秘人赞助，又不花你们一分钱，出席就对了。

我们对这目的议程含糊的派对，都存有不同观感。

你對派對毫不掩饰的表示期待。你天生热爱狂歡，你血液里代谢过无数量的酒精，频密的酒精灌入差点促使身体将乙醇完全取代红血球。对你而言这场派对绝对是生理上需要的，而且是不容错过的。

平時見你无精打采，當你聽聞神秘人即將舉辦一場派對的消息的時候，你眼睛一亮，之前累积下来的睡意一掃而空。你開始主動洽询神秘人，要求參與派對的策劃，你不想錯過一切細節，連燈光的顏色、飲料的調配都十分講究，也许专注于自己有兴趣的东西可以避免睡意再度來襲，也有可能特定的灯光与饮料组合可以供给身体里流通的酒精所需的养分。

我反而對派對敬而遠之，甚至表示厌恶。我天生不爱多人的场合，在喧闹嘈杂的环境里感到反感。在踵接肩摩的人流里，我深恐供我维生的那一丁点的氧气也被挤走，没有氧气我该怎么活啊。简而言之，出席这场派对几乎会要了我的命。

当我听到这个消息的时候，我马上提问派对的细节，因为派对可以随时消耗我的生命，我需要做好心理准备。同时我也另外建议，也许可以把派对上的费用转用到其他更加有意义的活动上。最后我更干脆问，如果执意缺席会有什么后果。

”这是一个超越选择的命令，你们都背负着出席这场派对的使命。“

他则对这场派对没什么看法，严格来说他对任何事情都没什么看法，他完全听命于上面下传的指令，并毫无差错的执行每一项指令。当上方没有传达任何指令时，他便会细微观察周围的环境，便把自己投靠在有倾向的一方，这样就省下费脑筋表态自己的立场。

结果那不可违抗的命运还是将你我他聚集在这个派对，毫无意外的一切安排都依据你的喜好，从会场入口到厕所也摆设无一不在你的精心计划之外，如果我说我可以从马桶盖可以马上联想到你，这一点不是夸大其说。你想借此派对来展现你的才华、宣告你的存在感、渴求所有人的关注。这就是为什么你那么热爱派对吧。他对派对里的装潢感到新奇兴奋，并对你有能力将这场派对搞得有声有色感到仰慕。而我全程愁眉苦脸，你将你喜好的东西硬硬强套在我的感观上，如同将两个不契合的叙事线硬生生的连接起来，这让我感到非常不好受，我只好勉强靠在吧台边对着后方的酒水架发呆。

你见我一人独自在吧台边，便以友好的姿态走向我这里，问我还好吗？

我：“我还好，我只是希望我可以离开这里。”

你：“你应该很清楚知道，什么时候离开并不由你做主。”

我：“我当然清楚，只是你这样完全为自己着想，对大家公平吗？”

突然，你的脸部表情出现扭曲，然后便从口袋里拿出一把刀子，接着你往我的腹部一刀刺进去，对撕裂的疼痛有感觉的本能使我大喊，可是我的呐喊却很巧妙的融入现场正在播放的音乐里，甚至为那首曲子添加更令人激昂的节奏，大家仿佛被这临场凑成的组曲带入一个全新的世界。

从我腹部涌出来的血液，一直不停的流，从吧台边呈直线型的流向入口；在迪斯科球照耀下的闪烁血光让人误以为是倒掉的红酒，笨蛋，你们踏入会场踏的红地毯也沾着我的血啊！

他见我坐在吧台下，便问你我还好吗。你对他说我只一时喝醉了，就让我待在哪里休息一会儿。他也真的相信你的一派胡言，便转身跟其他人继续寒暄。

你那时望着我的眼神顿时让我心寒，我心里反复渴望这场派对赶快结束，或者有人可以把那吞噬我的呐喊声的音乐关掉，这样我就可以当场揭穿你的诡计。

可是扬声器依旧播放那段音乐。那场荒谬的派对持续了十年，直到现在。