This Halloween, the night belongs to the shadows - and to you.

It's a Halloween story told the Perplex way: seductive, strange, and steeped in darkness. A night where your demons dance, your secrets surface, and your transformation begins.

There are no rules. No costumes required.

Just desire, instinct, and whatever form your darkness takes.

London After Dark

An ode to the hedonistic heart of the '90s - when excess was ritual, and rebellion was holy.

Three nights of world-class music and immersive production inside London's most iconic church - reimagined as a cathedral of shadows, mirrors, and fractured light.

As the veil between worlds thins, the night awakens - and something else awakens with it.

Let it in.

The Mood:

'90s decadence twisted through a darker lens.

Backroom glamour meets urban witchcraft.

Sharp silhouettes, leather, smoke, and the soft threat of something lurking.

Unapologetic. Unnerving. Irresistible.

The Palette:

Jet black. Gunmetal. Deep crimson. Vein-silver.

Reflections in broken mirrors. Blood in candlelight.

Leather and latex, smoke and shine.

For Her:

Sheer fabrics like a whispered secret. Latex or crystal mesh like armour.

Tailored blazers worn over bare skin.

Silk slips that drift like spirits, or structured shapes with a brutal edge.

For Him:

Undone shirts with dark intent. Vests, tailored suits, or leather worn like ritual.

Every look clean, cold, and cut with purpose - a shadow with sharp lines.

Accessories:

Chains that bind. Gloves that conceal. Dark glasses that hide.

Veils, spikes, metallics, or relics of the occult.

Something that hints at what you've summoned - or what possesses you.

A Final Touch:

Channel your inner Bowie - or your inner demon.

A lightning bolt. A bloodstained mask. A painted sigil.

Something spectral, something strange, something you.

This isn't about fitting in.

It's about becoming what the dark has been waiting for.