Her eyes twisted left and right across the table yet she couldn’t make sense what was in front of her. They were people. However, they were different. Their clothing was more odd. They sat with her at a blue clothed table in a round circle, all celebrating with their for and wine. In the center of the table was a large bowl of fruit. Apples, strawberries, and bannas were all on full display. But, the people paid no mind to the table. They kept their eyes on each other. The woman to her right, who kept eyeing her. She wore a long, white dress that touched the floor. It was sinched together by her big red ribbion that tied into a bow. You could see the slightest drop of blood on it if it were not covered by her drooling black hair.