Music box

As the music played, the ballerina danced. 1,2,3 her pink tutu sparkled across the room. 1,2,3 the ballerina did a pirouette. 1,2,3 The music stopped and so did the ballerina. But, with the swift turn of the hand, the music started again and the ballerina danced again. But this time, the music was covered from the sounds of screams, as fire shots spilled the coral blood on the carpet. However, the ballerina kept on dancing, now wearing a red tutu, her reflection shining in the mirrors of that ruby room that had once been white.