Mau5in' Around

Chapter 15

The lights were not even on yet. The crowd was screaming with anticipation. She could even see their faint outline just below from where she stood.

Something about this didn't seem right. She couldn't tell for sure why. 

Mau5 was just behind her, stationed at his sync box. They both knew the crowd had seen them slink onto the stage. They were hungry for entertainment. But Mau5 wanted to play with them a bit. He kept them waiting. 

Raven stood, her knees slightly buckled as she waited. She was so thankful for the mask she wore, so that no one would see her face.

'Since I was really impressed by how you danced to Move For Me, that will be the opening song. I know you don't have an official choreograph for that one, but I know you can dance to it. I've seen you.'

Raven was nervous. So what... just try and remember how she danced to it during the last concert? She didn't think she could do it. She felt her heart pulse throbbing in her neck. Her nerves were burning under her skin.

Inhale. Deep breaths.

Suddenly, she heard the deep bass begin to fade in. The crowd's screaming got louder, and the people in the front of the stage began to jump around violently. Raven closed her eyes and tipped her head down, trying not to focus on the people, but the music.

Her hands began to twitch. She felt a buzz in the back of her skull. She grinned softly under her mask. Mau5's chemical was kicking in. The beats of the song were beginning to throb in the two large speakers next to her. In response, her body began to move ever so slightly in rhythm. 

She heard Mau5's voice flood in with the music on his mic. "Hi friends."

The crowd immediately screamed in response, just like the crowd back in Essex. This crowd was much louder, however; much bigger.

Another voice came on from a set of speakers above them.

"Merci, mesdames et messieurs. Puissions-nous présenter ce DJ qui est venu à travers les mers du Canada vient tout juste d'être ici ce soir. Deadmau5!"

The crowd screamed even more. The people just at the front of the stage were jumping up and down, almost trying to grab Raven's feet in the process. Raven did her best to ignore them, and the loud voice over the speakers. She could still hear the music as it began to grow louder. She kept her focus tight on it alone.

And then that soft voice flooded in...

"Here we go... Another night out."

Blue lights, perfectly on cue. 

"Waited all week... just to get out."

Raven had taken her body and began to flex it back and forth on the stage. She had become nothing but a mere puppet, and the music was the master pulling the strings.

Twisting. Thrusting. Moving.

"Where do we come from?"

As her eyes gazed over the crowd, she saw the people in the very front, hypnotized. They seemed to be moving ever so slightly in the same directions as she did. There was a look of enjoyment and concentration on the faces that were lit up by the soft blue spotlights. 

"Do I know your name?"

Suddenly, they looked about this dancer before them. They didn't know who she was. They didn't know what she looked like. They wanted to know.

"Does it really matter?"

Just as the blue light faded over the front of the crowd and focus in on Raven from all different directions, there came a look of relief to the crowd. Were they really affected this greatly by the music?