Sabine finally got ahold on the script. With each page read, her eyes grew wider and wider. When finally she read the last page, she hastily dropped it onto the table. "I think I'm going to be sick..." and with that she ran to her room, with the bathroom just across the hall. The sound of the door slamming shut echoed down the hallway.
Heath watched her go quietly. "I'm still not going to be doing this." he said stubbornly. "Why can't we just tell them that they need to leave or that the play is cancelled? Burn down the building if we have to."