Devil

A magazine in my hand showed actresses in large dresses strutting down a red carpet. The small sitting room where I sat smelled of sweat and perfume, some sat quietly reading their script books while others constantly checked their makeup and practiced their lines nervously waiting to be called up into a small office in the far left corner with no windows. I put the magazine down and pushed the handmade wooden wheelchair toward the water fountain and poured myself a cup and rolled back to my spot next to the window.

"Emma Gilbert?" A crisp voice called from the office door and I rolled in. Behind the small desk sat a man and a woman with dress shirts scribbling things on their clipboards from the person before me, the directors. I went to a red 'X' made of tape and faced them with my script book on my lap.

"Good morning." I greeted and the man with grey hair looked up at me with a smile and elbowed his younger colleague to whom the crisp voice belonged to. "My names Emma Gilbert and I would like to audition for the role of Natalie Bones in your movie Don't."

"Okay then let's see what you got." He said clicking his tongue for every 'l'. I opened my booklet to the audition script and began to read.

"Watch out!" I read, pretending as if someone was about to be attacked by something, "Hide in there, I'll get the gun." I rolled toward the window and froze before an imaginary gun raising my hands in front of me. Then screamed and flopped back in my chair as if shot by the gun and held my pose until the second director called me out of the scene.

"I'm Steven Spielberg and this is Zelda Games." The man introduced himself and the woman next to him. "Thank you for auditioning out you phone number in the booklet and leave it here."

And with that I rolled out through the small waiting room and into the elevator.

Down in Madrid's plaza mayor I met up with Megan Kent who took me to her drama school were she was preparing a group of middle school students to preform Man of la Mancha. Then we caught a bus to a wax museum to look at the statues that stood there.

There, I found an aisle containing mythical monsters and brings and turned down into it. The room was made to feel like a small medieval town with European dragons and thieves on the roofs and and spirits lurked in the doorways. The town and the black-light that provides me with light just made the statues feel more real. I sat under a large statue of a monster in a dark cloak spread out to conceal him in a shadow. One of his fingers poked out just enough to reveal him to have fossil grey skin, I shivered and rolled up to a mermaid with a tail that resembled the tail of a leafy sea dragon of an ink black color to go with her skin a peacock blue. I reached out to touch my pointer to her webbed one with wonder.

"That one's really cool." Megan marveled coming to stand beside me, "All of these are cool, essentially the Coco one." She turned me around at the mention of the Coco with silver fingers.

" He feels really real. " I whispered, " Let's go to the dinosaur room" she nodded and we rolled out of the room. We spent another hour in the museum and then we went to a restaurant called El Tormo where we are and then I caught a bus to a nearby hotel. My phone rang and I answered in the porch.

" Emma Gilbert? "

"Yes"

"You were in Walter's Curse?"

" For the first six seasons. "

"Well you've been nominated for a golden globe. We need you to come down to LA, USA by March 26 for the festival on March 28." A man told me before clicking the phone call to an end.

I leaned back, squeezing my eyes shut. I rolled over to my closet and pulled out a light weight and water proof version of my wooden handmade wheelchair out it together and set it at a good angle from me and hopped into it. I went to the bathroom and put on a bikini top and a pair of white jeans and rolled into the elevator.