Old Panic At The Disco Novels & Stories

Danilo, who was just about to head up after going downstairs, bumped right into a zombie and immediately let out an ear-piercing scream. There was then the sound of liquid splattering and bones shattering. Lasagna trembled violently in my arms. I buried her head into my chest, covering her ears. However, the sounds could still be heard. "Damn it!" Someone cursed outside the door. It was Paolo. "Boss! What should we do?" "Shut up!" Marco's voice was still low and suppressed, but this time, I could hear the trembling in his voice. Quinto didn't say a word, and neither did Valerio.

“Going out? Sarah, I have no idea what you’re talking about. And why the urgency?” “No excuses! It’s an adventure!” Pricilla sang, dancing a little jig. “We found the perfect venue,” Anna added conspiratorially. “It requires immediate attendance.” I crossed my arms. “I’m not going anywhere until someone tells me what the heck is going on. What is the emergency?” “We’re going out,” she said, as if that explained everything. “Don’t argue. Don’t think. Just move.” “I literally look like I crawled out of a flour bag,” I protested.

The moment she was gone, I just stood there in the middle of the floor, feeling lost and feeling small when I was nothing but small and even that alone made me suddenly self-conscious. I felt like all eyes were on me, mocking me because I was out of place. Their bodies too were like walls and they were closing in on me and I was slowly giving out, losing precious air. I gripped my chest. Crap, I was having a panic attack and the red, green and blue disco lights of the club switching and swirling every second weren’t helping matters either. They made me dizzy. The music got too loud. The mixture of scents, too strong for my nostrils that it made my stomach turn in a way that made me want to t

PIERRE POV The hall of Rhodez high was almost unrecognizable. Bright blinding disco lights danced over the vast floor that was thrumming with people who were dressed to the nines. The bass hammered against the speakers harder than I have ever heard, hard enough to sync with the rapid thumping of my heart. My nerves crackled like a live wire, the mood beckoning with a force I never knew before. It was enlivening, and everyone seemed to be having the best time of their lives.

I zoned out, staring at the clock, willing the minutes to pass faster. Just when it seemed like it might never end, something strange happened. Out of nowhere, loud music suddenly blared through the hall, making everyone jump. A dozen students stood up from their seats, moving in sync to the music. They started dancing, their movements wild and chaotic. My eyes widened in disbelief as they began stripping down to their underwear. The hall erupted into chaos—laughter, shouts, gasps filling the air. Teachers rushed around, trying to regain control, their faces a mix of anger and confusion. In the midst of the madness, the auditorium doors swung open. A naked man strode in, holding a massive si

Marcella pov I stood in the midst of crowds, people unknown to me. It looked like a club, heavy beats thrummed through the floor, the air was thick with the scent of sweat and expensive perfumes and everyone was dancing. The disco light kept flashing in my face and I almost got my eyes hurting with the lights. Suddenly, a voice cut through the thumping bass. I turned toward the sound and saw the DJ pointing directly at me.

’ The gritty promise in his voice would’ve flooded me with relief, but I could feel the air beginning to thicken again. I shook my head, forgetting he couldn’t see it. There were too many people, all dancing and writhing as they bumped into me. Eyes too glazed to even tell I’d been standing there, let alone wonder why I was the only one not dancing. When my thoughts began to fumble and slow, panic set in. ‘I can’t stay here, Dain. There’s something—there’s something wrong with the dance floor. It’s messing with my head; I have to get off.’ I said in a rush, shoving past a couple that looked on the verge of having sex as they danced.

Melody had been watching the dance floor since she got up and even if she would give anything in the world to let loose and join them down there, she knew that it was a big dream. She has already gotten a panic attack this night, and one was enough before everyone figured out that there was something wrong with her. She wanted to leave everything, including her fears behind and focus on her new life. Melody thought that she had left her past, but her panic attack tonight proved her wrong. No guy made any moves towards her mostly because Morgan kept sending them off.

I'm going crazy. "Then let's go! Let's party!" I shouted with excitement. I need to release what is inside my heart. If not, it would burst! Zac took us to the most famous Disco Club. We passed by the huge dance floor. I'll dance with you later, hehe. This place is huge and spacious! It's packed with high-society people, Zac has great taste. We entered a cubicle, and wow! It has its own dance floor. And the space is incredible. There is even a VIP sign above.

Abby I’m standing in the middle of the restaurant, my phone clutched in my hand as I stare at the screen. The headline glares back at me: “Inside Abby’s Bizarre World: A Journey into the Mind of a Lunatic.” “Guys, you have to see this,” I say, grinning as I turn the screen towards Daisy, Chloe, Karl, John, Ethan, and Anton. Karl starts to chuckle. “Oh my god, look, she included my quote—'it’s like being a hamster on a disco ball: spinning but fabulous.”