"Vegas Make Some Noise!" the DJ screamed.
As I stood upon an elevated platform where our table service was situated, the crowd that was spread out in front of me was instantly blanketed by a bright white light. They raised their arms all at once, hooted and yelled in response, and as the beat kicked in, hundreds of people began dancing in what seemed to be in perfect unison.
Huge aliens on stilts moved through the crowds handing vials of alcohol. Scantily clad avatar"esque" women were being lowered from the sky. Men on bungee ropes were flying, twirlling and spinning through the air. Flat screens behind the DJ flashed images of green, blue, purple, and red.
I sipped my drink and took a long drag of my ciggerette.
"One. More. Time. Vegas makes some noise!!" the DJ screamed.
I looked out, raised my arm out in the crowd, let out a scream that was immediately lost in the roar and began one of the wildest nights of my vacation.
Unbelievable.