Paul pulled the medallion over his head, ignoring the jolt it gave him. The medallion flashed, and time seemed to suddenly slow down, until the world around him was completely frozen. Soft, orchestrated music started to play around him, but seemingly with no source. The room transformed into a large white room with no one around.
Initially, Paul panicked. He didn’t expect anything like this to happen. However, as the music kept playing, Paul felt more and more at ease. He almost wanted to dance with it, just like the ballerinas his mother teaches. Almost.
The medallion gave Paul another zap. This time, it didn’t hurt him, but he could tell that it reacted to him.
The medallion started to shine. The outline of an adult female ballerina started to form right in front of Paul, seemingly along with the tune of the music. As more of her body began to form, Paul could tell multiple things about her.
First, she was really good at dancing. Her flexibility was nothing like he has ever seen before.
Second, she was extremely beautiful, with very long hair. Most ballerinas Paul has seen usually have their hair tied up in a bun while dancing. She was different, as her long hair elegantly flowed with the movements of her dance.
Third, she seemed to be the age of a young college student, just like Paul. In fact, she had many similarities to Paul. She had a small birthmark on her right shoulder, in the same position and shape as Paul’s arm. Paul was self conscious about his birthmark, but it actually looked surprisingly pretty on this woman. She also shared his same light brown hair color and the same light blue eyes.
And finally, she was only wearing tights and pointe shoes. The entirety of her upper body, including her breasts were left naked. The only exception was that she seemingly was wearing the same medallion that Paul was wearing.
Paul wanted to open his mouth to talk to this woman but couldn’t. All he did at the moment was watch the most beautiful woman he has seen continue to dance in front of him.