I came back. But there is nothing here anymore. The storm swept the last remains from that life. I wonder around for a while, thinking that the battle is lost until I come across the Theatre. There he stands, existing and everything else with him. I pick the lock and break in. I realize later that I can’t find the exit. “This theatre is too old, the décor is old, the spotlights are old, the mechanics are old, the plays are old.” “You should avoid the pure parody here, and in some sense the comedic beginning leads to something terrifying…”
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