Prologue

     Amelia moved her body to the beat of the hip hop music, hips swaying in sync. Her arms and hands flowed with the rhythm. Fingers stretched and moved about, mimicking raindrops falling from the sky. The music pulled and tugged her, bringing out primal urges that felt strange to a girl from the twenty first century. The energy from the crowd of dancers filled Amelia's soul with an intense fire; the music acting as a conduit. A flickering flame swept through her mind, its brilliance cascading through her being.

    Her whole body began to move faster and faster, a new form of music began to fill her head, more primal, more haunting. She wanted to stop, but could not. The faster she moved the slower the crowd danced. The sweat drenching her clothing slid down her back and could not cool the burning sensation coming from within, waiting to be released. Trapped in an unending dance, she could not understand what was happening to everyone around her. Why their movements slowed and why their bodies left a trail of after images.

    Suddenly a white burning fire tinged with lines of gold erupted from her body radiating outwards bathing the entire club with its unnatural glow. The music stopped, lights went out. The darkness brought Amelia back to her senses, unaware of what had just happened. The music started playing again and the lights turned on. Seeing bodies lying on the floor barely moving Amelia let out a scream.

    A hand covered her mouth cutting off her scream.

    “No time for that.” whispered a male’s voice.

     Amelia heard a hiss and then smelled roses; soon she crumpled to her knees, her eyes losing focus. She lost awareness and fell into a deep sleep.