I was murdered by my director friend

Date: 10/28/2016

I went to my Janet audition two weeks early because they needed me to and I only fucked up one little thing so everyone was so down to cast me but the one lady who I was there to replace bc she broke her leg was like "no she fucked up this one thing" and wouldn't let me be cast. Then I leave the theater and Nikki (we are both currently directing our own one act plays) is there for some reason and she's like "hey do you want to be in my play" and I'm like "what did Melanie (one of ur actors) do" and she says "it's a long story I don't want to talk about it" and I was like "okay" so i follow her to rehearsal and it's in room 128 (for some reason I couldn't walk when I came out of the theater and saw Nikki but when I followed her I magically had crutches but it was never addressed bc dreams. So I'm on crutches now) so I walk in and it's covered in candles and it's really spooky and there's a casket and instead of Nick Castro it's Nicky from the sketch comedy show I'm in and he's by the casket and everyone in Grunch (Nikki's play) is crying so I'm like what's going on? And Nicky is like "let's do our scene" and So I said "okay..." and walk up to the casket and MELANIE IS INSIDE and I scream and Nicky is like IM SO SORRY SUSAN (his first line from our sketch) and I'm screaming and Nikki calmly states "I got really mad at her," as she pulls out a pick axe and says calmly, "now do your scene or I'll be really mad at you." Everyone from Grunch who was at the tables crying is huddled together in the floor in fear and I start trying to do the scene but when I get to the part where I cross and Nicky grabs my arm, I fall off the crutches and hit the floor. So I'm on the floor behind the casket and so my view of the room is obscured. I can just see a glimpse of a table and the wall. I hear the sound of Nikki picking up the pickaxe and walking towards me and I'm laying there freaking out because I can't see where she is and I can't move. I finally see her as she steps in front of me and says, "you're supposed to be off book," and swings the pick axe.