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Sample Text: A small group of people (audience) enters a car; a car like something out of a David Lynch or a Mad Max movie. A MAN with an emaciated whitened face, a deathly face, is seated and silent on the front seat behind the steering wheel. An old radio track is on the car radio. It's like something from the 1960s. We hear the Beatles mixed with 60s hype. The Shadow Friend is silent; still; almost frozen with his deathly face. It's freaky. But the audience are now passengers and they sit.   The man starts the engine. We feel it rev up. The wind screen is alive with the car's journey. We are aware that it is in fact a projection screen with projections outside the vehicle projected on to it.   There is surround sound. The sound of the drive is loud and the computer images support the sound.   It is a surprise as his voice is heard in surround sound.    Sound of Record player.   MAN'S VOICE  Oh ... I think I forgot to turn the record player off ... Did I turn it off?    What is it about the highway as you  glide your way through the darkness lit only by a tunnel of light from your high beam? And you focus on it; you  have to focus on it to avoid the great sleep ... while all around you are the  shadows and glimpses of the passing  universe and souls unknown except  by their transient glimmering; some  minor distraction along with the on- coming headlights? And you think you are alone with your thoughts while your passengers sleep.        And who is that passenger who sleeps on the seat beside you? Your lover? Your brother? Family member?  Colleague? Significant other in one's  pathetic life? When driving on the  highway, what if the person you  thought you knew was a total  stranger? Take a good look. Look  and try to see who the person really is ... and then try to  imagine the infinite possibilities of what might be going on inside this person's mind.    As you drive at night your eyes can't see much more than the road and its markings. Can't even think too much outside the road! The road itself  becomes all encompassing. Your reality is nothing more than perhaps  what's been hiding inside your head. People who were once so predictable become echoes of lost importance. They were your imperatives. Once! But now all that's there is a lament  or a nagging lack of finality; a desire for closure.   MAN'S VOICE  The road is treacherous. It has a mind that tries to pin point your weaknesses in order to label and lampoon you with its certainty. And the road is so certain.  If it weren't so certain we'd be lost in the wilderness fighting savages and nature's  own brand of savagery. And what happens when the savages destroy the road? You  know: put a land mine under foot or bomb  in a coke can and leave you stranded  without legs or arms or a beating heart ...                                SHADOW FRIEND  Oh don't start with all that metaphorical nonsense. Everything is simply what it is. Just you drive.    Don't listen to him. He'll go on and on  about something or other ... Muslims or  women! Always on about Muslims or  women! Look at him hiding behind his mask unwilling to come out and face his critics!    MAN'S VOICE  I DO face my critics. I face them every day.   SHADOW FRIEND No need to become defensive!   MAN and MAN'S VOICE No one's being defensive.   SHADOW FRIEND No one except you! And it's because you've got so much to be defensive  about!