RED TURNS BLOODY

Chapter 8

Red turns bloody

KATE'S POV:

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Music and noises went off as if the DJ had control of the people at the party too.

He tuned down both his blasters and the humans' voices.

I felt uneasy and felt like some crazy woman wrapped in thirteen blankets. I held up my heavy long gown so that it wouldn't be mopping spilled liquors. Maybe, I would need to return it after this party, it's too expensive for me to keep. I looked around all intersections of the gigantic hall, but Matt was nowhere to be found.

A few moments later, the sound systems booted again and people began to thaw as if they were frozen earlier. All I could see were reds and blacks so finding Matt was a problem!

"So as I said…" Matt's voice reverberated.

I lifted my head to see him on the stage and waved at him. Matt of all people waved back excitedly, took a deep breath, and continued his speech while I just stood right to listen.

"Maid, maid, maid!," Cathrine called repeatedly walking toward me, "You look