The show’s on in fifteen minutes—and nobody can find Melanie. You’ve been dispatched to look for her: she’s playing one of the main roles. You search for her, eventually finding her in the locker room, her legs tucked to her chest, sat against one of the lockers, frantically fingering the clasp on her choker, shaking subtly. She notices you, and she freezes. I… I—I’m okay…