She was a young dancer. I found her diary as I was exploring a cellar in an old building. She loved to dance on the rooftops at night with her best friend Lily. Some people say that she still does. According to the diary, everything spiralled out of control from the moment she and her best friend Lily encountered that guy behind the apartment complex. I'm serious: beware of that dancer when she wanders the streets in the dead of night . . . She's looking for the one who fed on her life and stole her innocence--the one that she feels so confused about. If you're a bit tall and you're wearing a hoodie or something, she might mistake you for him. You don't want this to happen. I still don't know who or what she is exactly. Maybe you should make up your own mind. I'll leave you with the diary that I typed into my computer and decided to paste here. By the way, beware of that guy too: no one has ever seen him but it doesn't mean he's not prowling somewhere in the neighborhood. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- © 2018 Violetta Liddell All Rights Reserved.