ANNABEL

"If I'm you, you are going to be quiet and do as I say," a voice said. No, it was the stranger I was dancing with, his hands had tightened around my waist and his grip was insanely tight around me, fingers digging into my skin like claws.

The music was still pounding around us, people still grinding and laughing, completely oblivious to what was happening. The strobing lights made everything feel like a nightmare, flashing between darkness and blinding brightness.

"What are you ...