She looks into your eyes.
"Go out to the street," she says. "Walk around. Take a nice long walk for an hour. You'll reorient. It'll come back to you."
"Why do you do it?" you say.
"Do what?"
"Sell this trip."
"Oh," she says. "Why does a travel agent book a vacation for a client? We're in that business."
You turn toward the exit. The sun is shining outside. People are walking past the doors.
You take a deep breath and leave the theater.
The street is surging with crowds. The noise is thunderous.
You notice you're carrying a rolled up sheet of paper in your hand.
You open it.
It's a non-disclosure agreement.
"If you return from your movie experience, you will not reveal or discuss, under penalty of law, anything about its nature, substance, or duration""
You look at the sheet of paper, make up your mind, and it bursts into flames.
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