" You are here. on the stage is a genuine tree illuminated from within using special effects. How? YOUR MOUTH Grins with metallic brightness a taste once unwelcome unwelcome now too. ... "
They call you the Gallery Goer. Where there are galleries, there is a place too you shall go. And bear witness to the insides. To be honest you are dressed a lot like snufkin You have a flashlight withwhichto paint light into the still foamy dark. The ground on the stage is hardwood. Of which kind you not-know. You exit left. You are alike to lady macbeth. Your hands are pink and dewey, amniotic and cleaned off blood stained Why ARE you here? There's somewhere to go!