Barry Berkman

Part 18

A couple days had passed since the mission with Barry and I hadn't talked to Fuches since then. As I was sitting on the bed watching TV, I got a notification from my phone.

Calendar
30 minutes, 1:00 PM, theater performance.

I smiled to myself and walked to the door. I grabbed my purse and headed towards the elevator.

I walked outside towards my car and entered the directions into Google Maps. An automated voice said,

"Finding directions to, one thousand seven hundred twenty nine North Berendo Street, Los Angeles, California."

I pulled out and followed the directions.

A little while later I arrived at the front of the building. I walked in through the doors and was greeted by a man handing out programs. I took one but didn't read it. I walked over to the ticket booth and told him I had gotten a seat online. He handed me the ticket and I walked in to find my seat.

I sat down in the seat and put my purse in my lap. I decided to flip through the program but just as I opened the cast page, the lights went dark. All of the sudden a spotlight revealed the same man at the entrance.

"Hello, hello everyone, and welcome to Macbeth!" Applause started and he continued. "We have a great performance for you all today and we have been working on it for a while now." The applause started up again, and he bowed. "Thank you and enjoy the show!" He bowed once more and walked off stage.

The show started with the three witches and I knew I was going to be there for a while. Eventually, I nodded off and woke up to applause going off and a man covered in ivy walked off the stage. I checked my and decided to stay up for the rest of the act. Then, a blonde girl dressed as Macbeth came on stage. The lights turned back on and she waited for a couple of seconds before speaking.

"I have almost forgot the taste of fears," She said. "The time has been, my senses would have cooled." She's good. I thought to myself.

"To hear a night shriek, and my fell of hair." She continued.

"Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir. As life were in it, I have supped full with horrors. Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts cannot once start me." I smiled to myself as she finished up her lines and waited there in awkwardness as Seyton was supposed to enter. The room went quiet and then he entered. Seyton. But it wasn't Seyton. No, it was a man I knew far too well.

Barry.