It was like some sort of a trance
dance. A coma within a beat. Colors, lights and human forms moved in
and out of my perception. I stood in one place, slowly turning, not
moving my arms or head. Scanning the room. I was the only one not
dancing but that didn't make me weird or different or an outcast. I
was special. The dancers worshiped me. I was here to lead them out of
the darkness and into the night. They danced, watched and waited for
my move. It never came. I woke up alone on the dance floor.
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