[Soft lights up on a small messy room. BLAKE lies sleeping fitfully on mattress with a unlikely tangle of sheets. Down stage and to the right of the bed lies THE UNIVERSE INCARNATED IN A PROTEAN PILE OF CLEANED BUT UNFOLDED LAUNDRY.:]
THE UNIVERSE INCARNATED IN A PROTEAN PILE OF CLEANED BUT UNFOLDED LAUNDRY: [quivering as it speaks:] Blake…wake up.
BLAKE: Zzzzz…mMrmmmm…zzzz.
THE UNIVERSE INCARNATED IN A PROTEAN PILE OF CLEANED BUT UNFOLDED LAUNDRY: [harshly:] Blake!
BLAKE: Zzzz…Huh? Who's there?
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Published on February 03, 2010 20:32