I was hitching back home. Dusk is falling and I need somewhere to pass the night. I have found an empty garage with broken down Rolls Royces and Jaguars stored in the shadows. A light in a distant room startles me and I go to investigate. In the corner an old woman is cowering and we are both too terrified to speak. I eventually find my voice. She lives there with a band of old actors who take me to watch their variety show. The main act after the acrobatics is a comedian who performs dangerous tricks with a chisel.