I fumble with the handle, trying to open the door, then lurch into the hall.
Other people are out here. Standing. Staring at the front entrance. Toward the sound.
I feel like I can’t breathe.
Something heavy throbs in the center of my chest.
But it’s not weighing me down. It’s pulling me forward.
I take a step.
The vibrations beneath my feet get stronger.
The shouting outside gets closer.
I take another step.
My vision narrows on the door at the end of the hall.
My skin tingles.
My…
I grit my teeth against another moan.
My breasts ache and my core throbs.
I clutch my hands together in front of my stomach, gripping my own fingers tightly so I don’t touch myself.
I need to flee.
I should run.
I take another step forward.
I can’t turn away.
I can’t stop.
Another step.
And my lungs fill with mint.
Fresh mint.
The bright green flavor I thought I smelled earlier.
My tongue sweeps across my lips, trying to taste it.
A needy sound builds in my throat.
I’m so hungry.
I feel… empty.
I need—
Something moves closer from beyond the doors.