Jon felt a strange rush and suddenly found himself looking down over an audience. Jon's jaw dropped. Dimly there was music in the background. There was coughing from the audience. The type you hear in embarressed silences. He was on the balcony on a theatre stage crudely decorated as a castle. Someone whispered lines to him from backstage behind the curtain.
"Whereforeart thoughn Romeo!"
Jon frowned. The man was talking to him. Wasn't he? But why should he say Julliette's line? He wondered to himself in confusion. Then he felt a coldness in his stomach. He was wearing a dress...
