KENNY DRIVES HOME LATE AT NIGHT, THERE’S A SNOWSTORM CRAWLING AROUND

CAN’T BELIEVE HIS LUCK BUT HE RUNS OUTTA GAS ON THE EDGE OF TOWN

PAY PHONE WON’T WORK AND THE GAS STOPS CLOSED FOR THE NIGHT

ZIPPING UP HIT COAT, LOCKS THE CAR SETS OUT FOR A NIGHT TIME HIKE

10 MINUTES IN, KENNY HEARS SOMETHING NEAR HIM SO HE STAND STILL

DOESN’T HEAR A THING BUT THE BITING WIND HE FORGETS IT UNTIL

IT STARTS UP AGAIN, REALLY GETTIN-TO-HIM SO HE SPRINTS FULL OF FEAR

A MILE OR SO IN HE SEE’S A LIGHT IN THE DISTANCE, SO HE FEELS CLEAR

I LOST SOMETHING BY LOOKING IN THE WRONG PLACE

I HAVE TO GO BACK HOME, HOME

APPROACHING THE LIGHT HE SEES AN OLD BARN IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIELD

PEEKS THROUGH THE DOOR, 50 EMPTY BLEACHERS BUT HE’S NOT ALONE HERE

ALL AT ONCE HE HEARS THE SOUND 100 PEOPLE GASP

ITS LOUD ENOUGH TO MAKE HIM JUMP, THE SOUNDS ORIGIN - REMAINS MASKED

LOOKING ON THE GROUND SEEING FOOTPRINTS CLEAR ENOUGH TO READ THE SHOE BRAND

IN THE SNOWY MOONLIGHT THINGS USED TO HAVE AN AIR OF DREAMY ROMANCE

“I’M NOT RUNNING AWAY” HE SAYS. AND-NOTHINGS-CHASING ME I’VE-FOR GOTTEN WHY I’M LOOKING FOR, WHO I AM AND WHAT I NEED

EVENTUALLY HE FINDS WHAT HE CAN’T BELIEVE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WOODS

A DINER WITH BIG ROUND WINDOWS AND 30 PEOPLE BEING FILMED

HE CALLS OUT FOR HELP, EVEN PULLS THE ARM OF THE CAMERA MAN

HE SAYS “FILM ME, FILM ME” BUT HE CAN’T GET ANYONE’S ATTENTION

WHEN HE CALMS DOWN HE STARTS TO HEAR WHAT THE ACTORS SAY

QUIET LITTLE VOICES, WHISPERING HEADS SLOWLY TURN HIS WAY

“KENNY’S GONNA DIE IN* FAME, HIS GOD - WHILE HIS FAMILY FRET, COLD AND DARK, WHAT HAVE YOU ALREADY LOST? THERES NO MORE TIME FOR REGRETS”