Insight To Chaos

Awakening. Induced paralyzation. Voiceless. Willful. Faint sounds of my own voice through a locked jaw. A Gray cat enters, injured. One, three inch bolt. Breaking free. Screaming. Searching. Suspicion of a hoax. Revelation. A sound stage set for melodrama. Murder mystery. I am myself, but I am given a character with no back story. New setting: Home – front lawn. A director’s assistant with no director present. Distant observation of a cast preparing. Time constraints. Running late. Dress rehearsal. No thinking. Go.