The curtain rises. I surge forward, oppressed by walls on either side of me: on my left, a concrete, brick-and-mortar wall, on the other, a thin black veneer. A dangerous two millimeters divorces two worlds. Appearing and disappearing in the dark, half a costume and two enshrouded eyes silently scurry by my left, rippling the mysterious fabric to my right without a touch. The ripple leaks a slimmer of a seductive light from the gap between the curtain and floor; the light reflects onto the wall and disappears. Pressing...