TOLD! Solemn words are spoken, lights, FLASH BANG in the near-night darkness of September 22nd. Steady CLICKs of a camera, photograph lenses gleaming into the night. Black-cloak, strong magical men move in. The police must not interfere.
A knife in the back, camera falls, exit stage left and REVEAL the body, knife in back.
Watch, wait, lights Flicker on, heads pop out to see.
Third Eye from the Sun, halfhearted nuances of Truman. Helted of Nightmare, grandfather's voice haunted by Telepathy.
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