The cries coagulated, the whimpers ceased, the breathing stopped. The cloaked man stood up, looked deeply into the camera, his knife dripping with sorrows and promise, ambition and dreams demolished. Saul stood straight, quiet. His mouth was rigid, his muscles tensed. He looked hard, directly ahead at the immobile figure hanging loosely from the radiator, swimming in a stagnant cherry river. -Excerpt from The Audition by Joshua Brown.