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Oh snap! Someone bought my Sleep No More fabric! I hope they make something cool with it.

fabric

It reminded of my last visit to the McKittrick, a couple months back.

SPOILERS BELOW

I was far less enthused because it was my third visit, but the McKittrick surprised me.

A man, (whom I believe to be the Taxidermist), inspected the torn pages of a book in Gallow Green.

I tailed him closely for a couple of scenes. He returned to that Gallow Green shoppe, shoved me aside, picked the guest next to me for his 1-on-1, and slammed the door. I was so sad Mr. Taxidermist. I don’t mind not being picked but it hurts to be shoved.

I then wandered around and got to see Hecate! Finally!

Hecate

She ate a raw steak and coughed up a ring. One guest tried to sit next to her as she was eating the steak, and was shoed away. She may have picked me for the ring, with her knife reflecting a light like a pointer, but I was too uncertain to step forward. Later, her lip synched to “Is That All There Is” and was handed a paper boat by another guest.

Wandering alone in the cemetery, I caught the Taxidermist(?) somberly strolling to a gravestone. He handed me his umbrella, and proceeded to bury the bones of a small creature.

Later I also saw a secret, acrobatic dance between him and the Sexy Witch in the autopsy room.

Somewhere in the mix of events, I saw Lady Macbeth washing her husband after the murder. She was such an awesome Lady Macbeth.

After the rave, I dashed after the Boy Witch, knowing his upcoming scene. I had never seen that scene before, but the fact I knew it was proof that I’ve become a  Sleep No More veteran.

In writing this post, I realized just how much I saw during my third visit. It was absolutely amazing.

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In regards to the McKittrick fabric, ablipintime wrote:

OH GOSH I got your thank you email and like, giggled madly since I bought that fabric in October! Or earlier I can’t remember…

I made bowties from it and lots of people got really excited over it the two times I’ve worn them to the hotel!

Either way it rocks, though I wish I had a variant with a smaller thistle pattern and some day I hope to have a vest made of it too but yeah totally going to buy more!

My day is made.

There it was, a wax-sealed letter, inside a red-ribboned box.
letter
Two deep breaths, one, two, a gentle pop of the bottom edge, and the thistle was in halves.
Enveloped in the letter was a McKittrick pin, handcrafted by The Tablinum.
pin
I love presents, especially handcrafted ones. So, when The Tablinum offered me a pin, I was ecstatic! I traded some coins and cloth for this little treasure. It reminded me of my yesteryears when I exchanged crafted goods with others. They were always filled with surprises.

This surprise came with a intricate packaging incredibly fit for a Sleep No More memento. It brought back memories of all my wonderful experiences, including the wide-eyed wonder and breath-holding excitement.

Thank you so much for this gift!

The end of my night was a blur.
Here were some of the more lucid moments…

Most Suspenseful :
Everyone held their breath as Malcom lathered up Duncan for a shave…perhaps the closest he ever gave…
shave

Most Aha!-I’ve-Seen-A-Photo-of-This! :
Mad Lady Macbeth sat in a bathtub, after being undressed by the nurse.
bathtub

Most Rapid Transition from Adorable to Unsettling :
The taxidermist stitched close a teddy bear (aww) and laid it in a crib surrounded by headless dolls (creepy!).
teddy

Most Spoiled by the Theater Program:
noose

Most Awkward:
I met scorchedthesnake. Instead of striking up a normal conversation, I tapped him on the shoulder, gave him a coin, and ran away. I’m not usually this awkward in real life, I promise!
scorchedthesnake
Most Celebrity-like:
“Come quick! Look at her dress!” One of the coat checkers called to the other, before handing me my coat. Frequent revisitors probably got greetings all the time, but I felt super special.
coat check

My second Sleep No More experience was SPECTACULAR!
I had an amazing time bombarded by all sorts of surprises.
It was a significant improvement on my first trip.

Now the question is…should I go back?

The sexy witch and the newly-wigged bald witch began a social dance in the ballroom, joined by Lady Macbeth, Duncan, and many others.

I stood next to Catherine Campbell, who served drinks to the company. All the party members were having a jolly time, except Lady McDuff who fumed at intimacy between her husband and the sexy witch. Amidst the dancing, the bald witch waltzed up to me, tugged my skirt, and smiled.
tug
Did she recognize the McKittrick pattern on them?! It might be wistful thinking, but I believed so.

Lady McDuff strolled by and drowned her ire with drinks from Catherine. All of a sudden, she fainted! At that moment, I did the unthinkable: I leaped back.

My apologies Lady McDuff! I didn’t know. I was startled when you fell. Guess I should’ve read more blogs to prepare…Thankfully, the nice gentleman beside me caught you in time.
Lady McDuff

As the music dimmed and the floor cleared, the bald witch stood center stage and became true to her name. Slowly, she peeled the wig off her head, leaving audiences aghast.
bald witch

I tailed her, and witnessed many unholy communions between her, the boy witch and the sexy witch.

“Come! Come!”

At once, all the other guests and I sprinted towards a dark room, harking Hecate’s call. The three witches burst in, screaming, while Hecate lounged at a wiry table, playing half conductor half puppet master.

The music and the screams intensified.
The witches jumped on tables and writhed wildly.

The beat dropped.
The strobe lights ignited.

boy witch
sexy witch
baby

What. Just. Happened.

.

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Last but not least…

A glimpse of a speeding man sent me dashing after him, only to catch dust.

Lost among the shadows, I eventually encountered Malcom, Banquo, and Macduff processing with the dead Ducan. It was a somber moment when I bore sole witness to his funeral.
funeral
The trio later reconvened at the speakeasy.
Beneath shady lighting, they dealt out cards and responsibilities.
After a few rounds of games and alcohol, they hammered the nail into Macbeth’s coffin.
king card
Right after Malcom and Macduff had slipped away, Macbeth stormed in, and lunged after Banquo.
The two entwined in a brawl.

This fight was not a delicate dance.
It was savage and brutal!

After being tossed all over the speakeasy, Macbeth finally corned the fallen Banquo behind bar, and struck repeatedly with bone-breaking ferocity.
bar
Finally, a silence came over the room.

The bloodied Macbeth staggered away as the speakeasy bartender rested a brick on the pool table.

Banquo was no more.
brick
Just as I was gathering my wits, a guest next to me whispered:

“I read your blog.”

Whoa!

More To Come…