Imagine a place, a dark place, a place you don’t really want to be, yet you were guilted/brought/invited to against your will. A small place, a place that is hard to find yet was under your nose. A place where you are welcomed with enthusiasm and glee, but also for a small fee. A loud place, cramped at times, but not tonight, not for this. A place where you feel compelled to clap, and forced to laugh; to the point your face muscles hurt with each unnatural contortion of your cheeks. A place where time moves backward, premises are lost in the ether, and dreams are simultaneously fulfilled and broken with the sound of the word: “Scene!” Welcome to the world of amateur independent and poorly performed improv comedy. Enjoy the show, because despite your inner plea and the fact that you are jumping out of your skin at how awful the experience is, the show will no doubt still be lasting the entire hour its scheduled for.