That’s a wrap.
Friday’s Drowned Man was supposed to be my last for logistical reasons, since I’m moving back to Sleep No More’s birthplace. But by the end of the night, my loops had come to a conclusive close.
I had no agenda, but was excited to see Omar and Fania on the cast list, a first for my TDMs. More than any other show, I wandered impatiently, following a character for a scene, then leaving to pursue another. It was a crowded night, and I knew there must be some characters lost in the mix. Someone, anyone, I could follow and actually see without getting trampled.
Finally, I ended up following Miguel. I saw his chase scene for the first time, despite having followed most of his loop on my first TDM [and washing off his paint in my second. We go way back.]. When he disappeared in the phone booth, I didn’t know where to wait for him, so off I wandered again. We met up again near the end of the third loop, and I followed him into the room where he finds Mary’s clothes. I got to kneel next to him in the sand, and he had me hold the pile of clothes. This actor [?] was very inclusive of different masks, spreading out the interactions amongst the whole room. Very kind. He pulled out a bottle [of rum, perhaps?] and offered it to the mask on his other side, who declined. He offered it to the one next to her who also declined. He made eye contact with me before handing me the bottle, but Douche in a Velvet Suit and Bow Tie [who had nudged his way past me for the Tuttle 1:1 earlier…] snatched the bottle before I could. Miguel continued to hold his gaze with mine though, as if in apology. What a sweetie.
He placed a picture of Mary on top of the clothes, and suddenly I was burying the actress who had played Faye, whom I had followed in my first loop of TDM. Goodbye.
Miguel ran me down to the finale and held me through the murder. I have been led to the finale a few times before, and usually get dropped off in the front of the pack on the steps. This time, though, he placed me on one of the platforms in the back by the trailer. For the first time I witnessed the entire stage of the finale, and the entire room of masks watching. I wondered whether I should move to the front, but decided that I should follow Miguel’s plan for me. I lingered on the platform at the end, as the room emptied, and the actors dispersed. Goodbye.
I never saw Romola’s full loop or experienced either of her 1:1s. I never saw an orange. I still don’t know what is in the scroll the Dust Witch gives to a mask before one of her 1:1s. I don’t know the story behind the Tuttle blood that my friends show me on their clothes in the bar afterwards. It looks like I never will. But I did see Omar and Fania, I did get my 1:1s with the Dust Witch (Jane Leaney, no less) and the Grocer, I did get stared down by Sam Booth a lot, I did get a dance with Nico. I think that’s enough.