And as the strange folk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain
Holes began to appear
Bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the Monkey

For the first time, the happy folk felt fearful
For they knew that soon the Monkey would stir from it's deep sleep

Then there came a sound
Distant first
That grew into castrophany so immense
That it could be heard far away in space

There were no screams
There was no time
The mountain called Monkey had spoken
There was only fire

And then

Nothing

Spel, regie en vormgeving: Amber Rozema, Daatje Eek, Elena Alves de Oliveira Neto en Mathilde van der Hoop.

Duration: 30min