I found myself on the stage as a substitute guitarist for a band despite not knowing how to play. The hall itself was a very geometric and plain gray room with even lighting. It looked like a “default” stage for some CAD program or 3D sandbox. My nonexistent playing and awkward posturing with the instrument prompted the other band members to improvise random dance choreographies and soliloquies for the audience. I wanted to get off the stage as I continued to anxiously rock side to side. Eventually our performance was over and the band converged at the center of the stage. I felt like passing out amidst the crowd cheering for what I felt to be an embarrassing display.