Premiere: Roberto Auser – Long Night

The clock hands crawled slowly around the face; time felt as though it were moving at a snails pace. The wait had been excruciatingly long, with little to do to keep themselves entertained exacerbated by a looming feeling that something could happen at any moment meant they were left on the edges of their seat at all times. Sleep was not an option – they downed coffee as if it were water, widened their eyes as if in a constant state of surprise, pinched themselves when their heads began to loll: they couldn’t risk missing the main event.