But right now, in this instance I wish I was. I needed something to hug. Groaning as I saw my reflection in the mirror that hung about the false firep...ace, I realised I needed a shower badly. God knows what Mr Sinclair thought of my appears. He seemed to be laughing the whole time and when I turned to leave he had let out a roar of laughter. I suppose I could enjoy working for a man who seems to be in happy all the time, couldn’t I? Stipping, I moved to the shower and washed the toner away; the. Some of them were dancers, some of them were old high school friends, but most of them were strangers.And they were all looking at me.Stage fright has never really been a factor in my life - I’ve never really had any interest in performing, but on the few occasions I’ve had to stand in front of a crowd, I’ve always been too busy looking out for something suspicious to be nervous.But standing in front of all those strangers, I was suddenly shy. They were all looking so ... expectant. They were. “Milk or sugar?” I asked, glancing over my shoulder at him, to be met with a frank and slightly amused look.“On the shelf above. Neither for me, thank you.”I decided not to bother either, not wanting to make this more complicated.As I lowered myself into the visitor chair, insinuated myself into the chair, as my dance teacher kept telling us, he turned his own to face me, knee to knee about a metre apart.“I’m Marvin, ‘Marvin the Marvelous’ is my stage name, and no I don’t pretend to be. "Jose was not your responsibility, and you did not lie to hurt us. You just didn't tell us to protect us all. We should have known something was wrong."There was a silence that followed. After a while I asked, "Can I go in and look around?" Of course, I am sorry to keep you out in the cold," he answered.Cabin one was just as I had envisioned it on the outside. Inside it was walls filled with rigid insulation, with thin plywood paneling over it. The walls were solid but not very rich looking. I.