It's a Tenacious Tuesday!!, so let's take a peek inside The Shelf...
As she turned the most perfect pirouette ever, Bri’s dance instructor nodded approvingly and Bri preened under the attention. Then she moved skillfully into the next routine, fully aware that there was a room full of scouts watching. Waiting to snap her up for their prestigious dance institutions. It was the first day of the rest of her life.
Just one last turn….
There was a touch on her shoulder, light enough to just have been a whisper of breath, but startling enough to make her stumble and fall out of formation. A groan of disgust rose through the onlookers, and she watched in dismay as, one by one, the scouts began to file out.
Opening her mouth to call after them, she was surprised when no sound at all came out. And then the temperature of the air in the room dropped sharply, until she could see her breath coming out in quick puffs. As she watched, horrified, a figure formed in the frigid air, features indistinct save a pair of hideous, horrible, glowing red eyes….
Bri screamed….as her phone rang.
Deanna’s loud sniffling over the line was enough to snap Bri right awake. “Oh God, Bri! Wake up! Wake up!”
“What?” she asked groggily. “What time is it?” She fumbled from underneath the covers to find her watch.
“It happened again. Aeryal got attacked again!”
The watch, finally located on the nightstand, hit the floor as Bri froze in shock. ‘No…’