Caliban was staying behind the scenes, making sure the wax museum was running like it was supposed to. But something caught his eye and distracted him. A woman. A woman that he recognized. What was her name again? She had given him food and danced with him once before. She was very kind to him and understanding in a way that most people weren’t. He liked that about her. He hadn’t been expecting to see her here. He approached her slowly. “Hello Miss,” he greeted her with a smile. “Enjoying your evening?”















