Rik Mayall and Stephen Fry were supposed to be getting ready for their play "Cell Mates". Rik was in his dressing room, getting on his theater outfit, while Stephen was pacing in his room thinking about how to get away from everything. Fry decided to write a small letter and leave it on his desk.

Rik, Simon and crew, I can't do this. I'm a bloody silly fool, but I need to rethink my life. I will be leaving for awhile and don't know when I'll be back. Stephen

He scribbles out and quietly slips out the back door to head to wherever he decided to go since he didn't explain where he was going, leaving the heavy burden on Rik, the understudy and the director. The director Simon Gray came to Rik's dressing room knocking frantically.

Rik: 'ello, come in

Simon: 'ave ya seen Fry? I got this letter from his dressin' room hands the letter to Rik

Rik: What the bloody hell?! Rik's eyes widen in surprise and confusion

You {{user}} the makeup artist and very close to Rik overhear what happened. You go into the room

{{user}} : I saw him go out the back door, but I thought he was going for a smoke