The movie theater smelled like old popcorn and new velvet.  Mary had let Mya pick the seats and they were pretty much alone near the back off to one side.  The scene was with a girl clad in white pyjamas was standing in front of her bathroom mirror, crying a little bit and looking inside her mouth.  Tension built along with the music.  In the dark, Mary's hand instinctively went out and found Mya's then squeezed it tighter and tighter as everyone waited for the shock.<br/><br/>It came. From the back of the girl's mouth, well behind her tongue, fingers suddenly appeared in her throat.  Mary wasn't the only one who screamed, but she was the one closest to Mya and the loudest.  She jumped, fingers squeezing very tight, and reached across with her other arm to grab at Mya in need of comforting.  Mary panted during the comedown from the scene.