As we entered the dance, it was like everything moved in slow motion. I took the whole scene in at once. The crowd of students dancing and talking - most of them I didn't know. The music blasting so loud it seemed to be coming from inside my mind. The scent of several hundred blood-filled bodies pummeled into me, and I held my breath. It wasn't that I craved the blood, only that it was powerful, and a bit overwhelming. Although, when I smelled Dorian's blood, I decided I wouldn't mind a taste. I glanced at him, but he was focused on the decorations.
The gymnasium was enchanting. Thousands of paper snowflakes dangled from the ceiling. A disco ball spun from the center, filling the darkened room with white dots of light. Sparkling white bunting that was supposed to look like snow covered t
