Lucas' Playlist: "Seashells", Florrie

Hands as shadows in the blue light, heads moving at the pulse of pink light, arms touching in a flash of white light. Movement captured as a photograph in the mirrors of the room. I was taken by the rhythm of the party.

"Ahmed, can you give me something to drink, my dear?" I asked.

"What would you like?"

"I have no idea. Surprise me. Thank you!"

On my way to my booth, some of the regular partygoers greeted me. Among them, I saw the wide smile on Adrien's face, the one who had made me sing the Britney song. He was dancing as if his life depended on it, but with a joy that gave a new meaning to his commitment. He always seemed so happy to be there. I waved at him and smiled.

Suddenly, I felt this cold in my heart. The dance floor and the club were gone. My mind had led me somewhere else. I could not hear the music anymore. And I saw images. About Aidan.

I could see him drinking from a man, quite old, who had this terror in his eyes. And Aidan left him fell on the floor and wiped the blood on his face with his hand.

The flash ended. I was back to the present reality. I could hear the music again and feel the crowd dancing around me.

I reached my booth and sat down. Aidan was talking to Lucas and I wondered if he was the origin of this vision. But how and why this? I did not understand. While he looked at me tenderly from the other side of the room, I could not reconcile his gaze and the eyes I had just seen in the flash.

Ahmed gave me a sumptuous cocktail and I had drunk half of it when Aidan sat in front of me. 

"Was it you?" I asked him. "Did you make me see this?"

He frowned. "See what? Are you okay?"

"I saw what seemed like a moment from your past, with an old man. It looked like the 15th century, I think. This man had a scar on his jaw."

Aidan froze. "How do you know about that?"

"I just saw it. It was the same feeling as when someone opens his mind to me. But why showing me this? I mean, you killing someone."

He tilted his head. "El, I did not make you see that."

"My love, I know what your past looks like. You do not have to worry about it. You do not have to hide anything from me. I know who you are."

"But I would not impose images like that on you."

"Then I do not know where it comes from."

And this feeling again, followed by another flash. This time I only saw the blood and heard the screaming. It was a woman. She seemed very young.

Aidan came closer and put an hand on my arm. "El, did it happen again?"

"... Yes. I... It is so vivid. I can see and hear everything. I could smell blood and almost...taste it... I..."

"What is happening?"

"It must be magic. Someone is playing with my mind."

As the dancers enjoyed the night, the room felt suddenly darker and the rhythm of the party left me for a moment.