You find yourself walking onto a brightly lit stage, towards a podium, its little golden paper light glittering. There appears to be nothing in front of the stage but velvet darkness.
From your vantage point just behind the podium, your eyes adjust and now an auditorium is apparent around you, red cushioned seats slanting up dizzying heights, but entirely devoid of people. Your voice echoes when you say “hello”.

Your hand touches some written pages on the sloping wood surface. Curious, you pick them up.