Tazanna closed her eyes and leaned back, her head supported by Amber’s arm around her shoulder. “Oooh!” she groaned as her body was wrecked by a few more tremors. “What the hell is in those drinks? My body feels as if the electricity went through it! Are you sure there was no electric fault on the dance floor?” Tazanna struggled to straighten up on the sofa. She glanced at Kyle, who seemed more alert than usual. He was standing by the doorway, his body half-turned facing the dance floor. She glanced back at her friend, who also seemed very worried about her. For the first time, Amber was on full alert, her body tense just like her boyfriend. “You OK, babe?” Tazanna asked her friend.
Amber glanced at Kyle before her gaze turned to Tazanna, “I should be asking you that.”
Tazanna waved her
