“Two, two, two…”
The sole voice rang out over the rows and rows of chairs.
The sole movement in the large room was on the stage, where a man slowly spoke
into the microphone.
After a few more repeated ‘twos’, he knelt down and adjusted
some knobs on a control panel, and then stood once again.
“One, two, three…”
He looked around the room slowly, his ears absorbing the
echoes and reverberations of his words. Eventually he nodded to his unseen
audience and headed for the door.
Others would come to hear speakers that night.
But only he heard himself.
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