While dancing, explosion occurs.Jolts memory a little.
You are busy shaking your booty in the funk-filled disco shack,when
suddenly a deafening
roar sounds and a colossal explosion rocks the building. You are
thrown from your feet and land some 25,30 feet away from your previous
location.
You look to see the bodies of your fellow dancers smoldering, laying
under such wreckage as tables,
and glass shards. Quetly,almost dreamily a mysteriously cloaked woman
approaches you.You begin to wonder why you've been spared........
"Sleep".She says,and at the sound of her rythmic,
lulling voice,you do.
