Zara was drunk, there was no doubt about it. A drunk human at a supernatural ball that was now being taken over by demons. Though she was a brilliant girl, her mind would not allow her to believe such things were true. “Nope, I am drunk, this is a dream.” She mumbled to herself holding up her glass as she took another shot. “I’m going home.” Zara said to herself heading for the door only to find it locked. “For fucks sake, I’m going to die right here.” She shook her head slipped to the floor.







