But you feel it now, danger, a threat to your very own life is near." A voice that sounded all around her came.She pulled her swords twisting around."...Where are you?! What are you?!" Tsk, tsk, tsk, one question at a time now my dear." It said with a sickly venom in its voice."What are you?" She asked more defiantly and more anger in her voice."I was only a dancer, I knew not about the sins of man, nor the suffrage women suffered for it. Someone said there was a lost horizon. Many of us sought it. . normal job. She had been toying around with a new idea for an exhibit: Seattle After Dark. Have to work on the title she thought to herself. It sucked. It was cliché. But what she wanted to do was look around Seattle after the sun had set and the real denizens of the city came out to play and find them doing whatever they did. Megan didn’t know what she was going to find, but she was looking for it.Her camera was going to tell their story. Yeah, Megan had a real camera. Not some cybereye. She impaled our minds with a perpetual pattern such as the waves that cleansed the rocks on shore and left them soft and streamlined. Such was the force of her presence that the mind wavered into the verge of exploding, a desire un-quenching, an instinct unbridled such as the sun rose from a blank and grotesquely wholesome darkness to expose the blue sea everyday at dawn. She was an epitome of a structure left to the beholders of beauty to gape in awe and admiration. When she walked, she rolled. "I see you growed some hair on your axilas haha, but nothing in your chest" I answered "I don't know h¡why haha" i was trembling a little "Do you want me to rise the air aconditioning?" Me: yeah, thanksShe raised it all the way up to 30 centigrad, with is about 86 fharenheit, it went really hot in the roomshe inspected my mouth, gagged me a little bit with that wooden stick "I'm sorry, i wanted to get deep enought"then she asked me to lie in the stretcher face up. I couldn't hold it and my.