Olivia pirouetted slowly, gazing at her reflection in the full length mirror. A vanity purchase, admittedly, and the money could have been used far more responsibly. No regrets. She loved the way it reflected the Christmas lights strung along her book cases, hung all year round, turning her bedroom into a place of magic and transformation in her imagination. Through pretty, she’d never been vain about her appearance. She...

Despite the lack of vision, the floors below had felt familiar and, in a strange sense, even comfortable. The journey to the uppermost floor, however, proved unsettling, despite her willingness to undertake it. Accompanied by a quartet she knew nothing about, with obvious designs upon her body, for the first time she wondered at the wisdom of her choice.  Green tag girl gets in over her head she mused with the ghost of a...