My heels tap a nervous tune on the marble flooring, along with the hundreds of other feet, elves, and nymphs and vampires alike, who have begun to dance in time with the music. The instruments orchestrate a slow, heavy tune and the chandeliers swing with each low and tumultuous note. Goblets of blood sway sickeningly on silver platters, vampires watching, whispering like ghosts among us. My mind races.