wax people

Everything stopped for the few seconds I was there. STOPPED. We were all made of wax, andd we melted under different types of heat. A few were already becoming puddles. I moved around(I was the only one who could move) and I started crying because I could see them, and they could see me. Each step I took got heavier and heavier, like I was jogging through cement, and I stood next to the only person I didn't know in the whole room, and while standing there, he turned and hugged me. And I still haven't let go.