As an actor in the presentation of the plays we made, I had to say that it’s tough to keep a straight face throughout the whole thing because the works were so funny. I failed at that, yes, but when it came my time to be the Priest, I became natural. I buttoned the collar on the black shirt to be reminiscent of the clothes they wear. I did more than just read lines, I morphed my face and tone to it. I can’t say I became a prayer-spitting missionary of the One True Jealous God, but it came easily. To be honest, I didn’t feel any stage fright, as the darkness cast over the audience was so strong I couldn’t see them. It felt just like any other rehearsal.