She hopped off stage and ran into the audience. She pulled a blindfold out of her tutu –somewhere hidden, before she sat down. Cross-legged, she tied the blindfold around her head to cover her eyes and began to hum. Camille loved surprises. After ten minutes of twirling and humming on stage, she finally began the story.

“Tell me everything you saw, ” she whispered only loud enough so the front row could hear it, and only if they leaned in closer.

The audience listened to Camille reciting different names. For thirty seconds, only names. She began to untie the blindfold just as fast as she tied it on.  For the last thirty seconds, she began listing accidents.

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