"Who are you?" My mouth moves on its own. I wish I had never said it. I clench my jaw shut as she ponders. What is taking her so long? Was it not a simple question?
"I don't really know," she replys. "Who are you?"
My lazy comment comes back into my face like a salmon. My mouth tries to respond but I won't let it. I am afraid of what it will say next. The struggle continues for a few short moments before my jaw unleashes its wrath. I close my eye in fear as my mouth utters... a sigh.
I am stunned. Did it have nothing to say after all? Now was my chance to say something of my own. Who am I? Focus.
"I am an actor in an abandoned theatre seeking to escape it."
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