Dimly lit by flickering pumpkin lanterns, the audience of Le Cabaret de L'Enfer watched with bated breath as each veil slowly slid off the lead dancer's enchanting body. Her movements were like those of an ethereal wraith; hips gyrating, arms outstretched as if beseeching someone beyond eternity

At midnight, on Halloween, the final veil dropped as she beckoned with a smouldering glance and outstretched finger from the stage exit left.

The enraptured crowd followed her blindly. The cardinal glow of the sign above the exit, unnoticed: “Exit Sinistra”.

Each grimacing face now etched on the sinister building’s stone façade.