STOP! WHAT HAPPENED!?
I'VE BEEN HERE BEFORE, IT WAS NOT LIKE THIS.
NO, IT WASN'T.
SO WHAT?
IF THERE'S ONE THING BETTY SEEMS TO BE DEEPLY ADDICTED TO, THAT IS CHANGE.
ADDICTED, BECAUSE IT'S NEVER WITHOUT ACHING.
COME NOW, FORGET.
LET'S GO SOMEWHERE NEW, TRY SOMETHING ELSE?
AS IF YOU WERE TO TAKE SNAPSHOTS, LIKE NOTES, OF WHAT YOU FEEL.
FOR YOURSELF, AND ALL THOSE WHO MIGHT CARE. YOU CAN.
BEFORE TIME RUNS OUT.
THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED.
THE BACKDROP HAS SHIFTED, THE NEW ONE IS SO BRIGHT.
THE AUDIENCE IS SAT, THEY WIGGLE IN THEIR CHAIRS.
YOUR FINGERS ARE TWISTED AND WHITE FROM THE STRAIN.
THE STAGE IS ALL LIT, JUST WAITING FOR YOU, AND YOU CAN'T TURN AWAY.
NOT BECAUSE IT'S IMPOSSIBLE, BUT BECAUSE YOU WON'T.
SO SLIDE THE FIRST STEP ON THOSE PLANKS AND TUNE FINALLY IN.
JUMP ON THAT FLOW AND RIDE THE LIGHTS OF YOUR MODEST STAGE.
BUT FIRST STOP, RELOAD, ERASE AND START ONCE MORE.
THERE WILL BE NO OTHER NOW LIKE THIS ONE AGAIN.
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