“Characters in a play aren’t dead,” said Holly. “They’re fictional.” “But they aren’t alive, either, are they? Not until we summon them.” Amanda had given this speech before, addressing college acting classes or community theater fund-raisers. Only there nobody interrupted her. “We memorize words, arrange objects in a ritual space, wear special clothing. Then, after weeks or months of preparation we’re transformed. We’re possessed. Something else enters us.”
