The pack, as if on cue, turned to me. For some reason, at that very moment, I clearly felt that they were not all people. The gaze of every adult and youngster was unnaturally glowing. The veil fell completely. All right, the time has come. Previously, I and other girls could still forget themselves, succumbing to the charm of figured handsome men. But now one of us is there, breathless and pulseless. Dead. I am sure that most, like me, do not know her name, where she comes from and what she wanted to do when she became a princess. Is it natural selection or what? Nothing personal, just survival....