A night to forget

It was supposed to be a costume party
At the castle on the hill
Residence of Erebius ''Erebus'' Grandhall
And his charming wife Nikita a.k.a. ''Nyx''

This was not  a Christmas event, to be sure,
More like a reunion at Dracula's mansion
On this starless and windy November night

Feeble light coming from candles placed
Here and there in the hall
A long mahogany table in the middle with
Help yourself cold cuts, fruits and veggies
Some bottles of which Bacchus would be proud

Sounds of Saint-Saëns Dance Macabre
Coming from a  barely noted small enclave

I could not understand my girlfriend Aurora's choice
Either for this event (black clothing also required)
Or of the choice of her friends,
Genevieve dressed as Oisys,  a young woman
Whose long jet black hair and dark eyes suited
Her elegant dark dress to suit
A young woman who, far from smiling
Looked totally miserable, a long suffering soul, it seemed to me

Also there to greet us, her twin sister Monica ( ''Momos'' to her friends)
Momo was also seeking but never finding a way out
Of this darkly toxic environment
But also always blaming everyone else for this mess
Of a family
But also failing to look at herself in the mirror.