All of a sudden, the lights go out!
The backstage area becomes pitch black... something rattles in the darkness, it sounds like a drum.
Unknown, soft objects - appearently in great numbers - fall down from the ceiling, it feels like balloons...
An ear-piercing, shrew laughter pierce through the darkness.
Bob Gray "Wehahahaha!!!! You are all my little children now, an you all will be floating... floating down in the darkness with me!! Wehahaha!!! I´ll invite you to my deathlights, and make all your little fears come true! Weahahah!!!!!
The lights turn on again, the backstage area is empty... except for a dozen ballons or so, floating around.
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