The Hunt
She didn’t know what it was or how to describe the feeling in her gut, but she knew something big was about to happen.
“Do you feel that?” Izzy asked Seth. He glanced down at her with a frown. He whirled her around the floor, evading the other dancers with ill concealed ease. He was a great dancer. Nate was too, but Seth was another level.
“What are you talking about?” Seth asked, looking around the room. “What do you feel?”
“I feel unease. It’s the feeling I get right before thunderstorm hits. It’s a crackle in the air, as if electricity is pulsing, looking for a place to strike,” Izzy said as she shuddered.
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