It was like I was intoxicated, only I was stone sober. The music stopped, so they came up to see why. I sat at the top of the stairs, green corset and all. His face was painted like a doll. He wore a green cammo t-shirt. He came up the stairs and stayed for hours. My eyes were crackling like lightening that night; he told me after. Like at a masquerade, our souls were drawn together.