Vivienne's POV The bonfire was burning low now, its glow pulsing like a heartbeat beneath the smoke filled sky. It had been hours since the last incident, but that night was still loud with music thrumming and buzzing, loud laughter echoing in every corner, and the metallic clatter of bottles. But underneath it all, there was something else. I couldn't exactly place a finger to what it really was, because it felt more of a shift in the air than anything else. A cool breeze rustled by, but ...