Lighters raised an eyebrow as she watched Bailey run off. "Alright," she sighed, looking at some of the props spread out on the table. She walked over quietly, then dragged a finger along some of the fake blood. She rubbed it around in her palms, then all over her arms, legs and face. Then she got the purple ink and rubbed it around to look bruised, and then she untucked her shirt, wrinkled it around, cut around at her jeans, and took off one shoe. She tossed the boot to the side of the stage the stood up in the center of the platform, sighing a bit. She thought for a moment, then nodded slowly, as she planne dout her audition.
"Hello, little boys and girls," she said, her voice ragged and off pitch. She tilted her head to the side, widening her eyes a bit. "Would you like to play a game? It's called Circle you," she said, adding an eerie giggle after her sentence. She stepped forward rigidly, then began to sing.
"In an abandoned building forever in the shade, at the end of the lifeless corridor, is a room, inside which, some forsaken children dwell," she said, grinning.
-its not done.