1) 1:16 AM, Spiegel Theatre, 5/2/14
2) The cyc lights on the stage.
3) As I struggled to breathe through the paint fumes and intense heat, I decided to look up at the lights hanging from the Spiegel’s truss. The harsh white light blinded me, and I could see phosphenes on my vision. The light was like the rays of the sun, burning into my skin, and making sweat beads appear on my head. The night trudged on as we raced to finish the set.