"The dreamers of day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes. This I did." - T.E Lawrence.
A woman enters stage left as the lights above gleam for her arrival.
She looks around at all the petrified and curious faces gazing up from the audience and takes a graceful bow. She then glances up, and smiles, eyes tainted a poisonous deep red.
"Welcome to the show," she whispers.
The lights dim in agreement.