<🎧 Song Recommendation: Blinding Lights by The Weeknd>
...
The arpeggio climbed alone in the dark for five full seconds before all of a sudden, somewhere out on the runway, a single point of white light appeared.
It hovered about five feet off the ground in stillness, before sliding six inches to the left.
As it moved, a thin line of white fire traced itself down through the darkness beneath it, following the exact path of the motion.
A shoulder, an arm, the line of a spine.
The light wasn't hovering in the air; it was sitting on a man's chest, and every time he moved, the movement drew itself in light. Von rolled his shoulder once, slowly, and the entire right side of a suit lit up along the seam.
He had gone into the dark in a white suit, but he was coming out of it in matte black suit with a cut on its the shoulders.
Running through it, along every seam and panel, were lines of light that answered his body.
