This was my favorite club in Lethbridge until very recently. I always knew that I could come here to unwind after a long day in the office. I ate a little bit, and spent most of the night with some friends, but after they left I felt like I could use some sort of dance to wrap up the night. I looked at a list of available "services" and I saw one called the "special treatment". It was 50 dollars. I decided that it couldn't be that bad, so I ordered it. The man looked at me a little strangely, and raised an eyebrow. I was then directed to a back room to wait. After a couple of minutes, a women walked in, but there was something amiss about her appearance. I just couldn't place my finger on it, but I felt like her skin looked shiny and fake. I know it sounds strange, but this was just the tip of the iceberg. She instructed me with a voice that was just a little bit to high, to place my hands on the armrests on the side of my chair. I did so, and as quick as lightning she clamped restraints onto my arms. I struggled, and asked her to remove them, but she looked at me and told me that "We were only getting started." She then placed a gag over my mouth.
She then stepped back, reached up, and grabbed the skin on each side of her neck. She began to pull and twist, as her skin got more and more distorted. finally, her head broke right off, revealing a small green creature with a large nose, pointy teeth and small beady eyes. It grinned at my and crawled out of the suit. It was soon followed by a second, and they left a deflated bag of skin on the floor behind them. I was beyond terrified, but as much as I struggled i couldn't break free of my restraints. Then each of them grabbed my legs, one on the left, and the other on the right. They rolled up my pant leg, and began to lick my bare legs with their small pink tongues. I struggled and struggled, but nothing I did could release me from this torture. After what seemed like forever, they stopped, and all of a sudden, unlocked the restraints, grabbed the suit, and scurried off. I jumped up, ripped off my gag, and looked at my legs. They were covered in green ooze, and when I tried to rub it off, it was very sticky. I pulled my pant legs down, and felt them stick to my legs. I awkwardly walked to a back exit, and felt the cold night air on my face. I could barely believe that what I just experienced was real, but the slime on my legs said otherwise. I drove home, and immediately wrote this review. if you go to this club, fine. However, whatever you do, DO NOT order the "Special Treatment".