In the crowd

The mass of bodies, dancing, laughing, pushing each other surrounds me. The pulsating music fades into the background, becomes a dull sensation overshadowed by the pulse of blood in my veins, in my ears, the beat of the heart trying to burst out of my ribcage. Sweat breaks out, hands shake, feels like I can't breathe. All thoughts are pushed aside by one that screams get out, get out, GET OUT of here, OUT OF HERE. And get out I do, weaving through the dancers or simply pushing through. Finally, I reach the edge. My lungs welcome the air again.