Description
There is a level of drive and determination in this world that is toxic. When the expectation to be perfect is beyond reach most will falter, some will push harder, and a select few will push themselves over the edge in pursuit. Madison was a ballerina, the epitome of elegance but she was not perfect. Her tenacity and tolerance for the discomforts caused by grueling hours of practice finally broke her. She had a taste of her dreams, but it was ripped away in one dreadful night-she was never to dance again after the accident. Crippled by loss and consumed by anger, Madison clung to what little pride she had left-she chose to fight her inner demons on her own. With nothing but time and dark thoughts a new interest took hold. She became dangerously obsessed with the paranormal. She was warned not to play with fire. She didn't listen. Her dark curiosity led her to open doors that were best kept shut. Misery loves company. She had a new appreciation for the, seemingly innocent, statement. Misery loves company and she, unknowingly, invited them in. There was only so much negative energy one person could hide before something more sinister come to feast. They whispered promises of restoring her ability to dance-all they wanted in return was blood.
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