1 October 2012
A neon sign flickers through the darkness. She steps into the club. A man takes her by the hand, leading her down a secret staircase of cold stone. A frigid chill fills the air, smoke billowing around them. An archway opens up into a huge space.
Another club. Darker, smokier,music pulsing hypnotically. Little colored orbs fall from the blackness above. I let go of his hand and catch a blue one on my tongue. Splattering into a liquid it melts instantly. Leaving me with a rush pulsing through my veins.
I drift into the crowd, dancing and laughing catching the delicious orbs. The air, electric. The night, young. A dazzling party. Marvelous. More like murderous. Catching my breath, I take a step back. My once fuzzy mind no longer hazy.
Everything is strange, black petals float on red water. Pale, beautiful faces sip odd glowing drinks. Dancers flash stained white fangs. A sense of eerie ecstasy fills the club.
Beads of sweat fall down my face, heartbeat racing. I push through the crowd longing for the door. He appears, the one who brought me down here but not to rescue me,just stands there with an insane smile. "You'll look great on the chandelier" a voice hissed as I collapsed into sleep.
The Bone Chandelier • Opuss № I