In this file I weave a fantasy. You are picked up and taken to a masked ball where you are special guest of the evening. Eternal and ethereal creatures sway and dance around you, taking you along on a mesmerizing, entrancing trip. Slowly they begin to drain you one by one, feeding on you and dropping you deeper into a blissful state as you fade. You are their food for the evening. Was it all a fantasy? A dream? or do you crave to be taken by these creatures of the night?