[Endgame]
[As the light begins to rise once more, ridding the arena of its strange feel of dusk, the gate begins to fade from view, and the wall as well. The dance floor and its instruments soon follow, along with the reflecting pool and its trees and flowers.]
[Only the long tables on which the food has been set remain, and a handful of the high, elegant chairs.]
Time to put the masks away, little blanks, and go back to being yourselves. Did you have fun being someone else for a time~?