The seat is hard and the popcorn is tasteless. A pair of teenagers play-fight in the back row - they probably sneaked in without paying. A distressingly huge and sweaty bulk lowers itself into the seat next to yours, engulfing the armrest.
This had better be worth it!
The teenagers snort at some whispered wisecrack.
Suddenly the lights dim. The murmur of conversation dies away and all eyes turn toward the screen...
10th place (out of 27) in the 4th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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