Dream Sequence: Ana's 21st Century Dream, Icy Midnight.
"Hello, Anastasia."
She whirled around, the people in the noisy ballroom she was standing in, paid no attention, as usual to the dark-hooded man standing behind her. Well, they didn't notice HER, standing in her T-shirt and jeans.
She spun into the stranger's arms, and he tugged her against his chest, looking down at her with unseen eyes.
"I..." She stammered. A shiver ran down her back, and she held a hand out between her and the man's muscular chest.
"What is it?" He asked softly. "I can't ... I am ... I am sorry, I..."
"Hmm ... you are afraid of me." He said almost humorously, "and why is that?"
"Can you blame me, really?" She shot back, her unknown fear rising and fading at the same time. She didn't know what she was doing.
