The girl grew very angry at the people, because no matter how she tried to please them, she could not do it well enough.
[In the center of the stage, the girl marionette shakes with rage; unlike the others, her stance conveys anger, her tiny puppet hands clenched into fists at her sides.]
She destroyed all of her stories, one by one, in her rage.
[From the ceiling fall the other marionettes, their strings cut: the man and the woman, the knight and the dragon, the three-eyed alien. They seep blood that looks very real indeed onto the wood floor.]