Party Hall Madness

'She walks up to me slowly, taking her sweet time, she looked like a hungry lioness approaching her prey before it goes for the kill, her small face held a sly smile that made me a little nervous; she grabs me by the hand and leads me to the table filled with food. She glances back at the Junior High girls who now had their eyes one me, then back at the cake. Uh-oh, this can’t be good, I said to myself. And then, I got it, but I was already too late.
“Everybody, now!” she yells, and suddenly, at that moment everything seemed to be going in slow motion.'
A short story; written by Monique Ashley.