It was nothing but child’s play, meant to scare, yes, but
not to harm. And she was frightened, but also exhilarated beyond measure. The
tie was a farce, a mere representation. A small tug and she’d be free. No
effort at all really, but she didn’t make it, refused to try. The rush in her
skill, the galloping of her heart, the bright, no, blinding light in her eyes,
and the prickle on her skin telling her they could see her, that they were all
watching – it was too much. It was not enough. An actress was born this day.
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