As I stood there contemplating my next move, I saw lights making their way toward me. It was a police car. Somehow the police were driving up the highway and had seen the hazard lights flashing on the back of my car... They were curious.
“I can't remember if I lost consciousness at that point, or if my brain simply ran out of oxygen because of the uninterrupted length of my primal scream. What I did know was that that particular moment changed me neurologically...”
The pianist started to play. The choir started to sing. As soon as I heard the piano sound, I knew that something wasn’t right. I couldn’t see the face of the pianist from behind the stage, however, I could see the tension in her shoulders and feel the apprehension radiating from her.