In Control Group Productions’ apocalyptic performance The End, I served as the leader navigating a collapsing world—tasked with impossible decisions about survival, resource allocation, and the collective path forward. Audiences joined us on a moving bus as we searched for safety, the urgency and weight of leadership pulsing through each moment. The journey culminated at a hidden safehouse, where I was finally granted a moment of stillness. Overwhelmed by the emotional toll and the memories held in this long-forgotten place, I offered a solo—a movement of release and reckoning. There, I encountered a dear friend, separated by time and chaos, and together we danced—softening into reunion, grief, and the fragile hope of arrival