(in the style of ACT WITHOUT WORDS)
A small stage. In the middle-far center stands a plain door, a few feet of wall on either side.
Enter RUNNER, casually, from stage left. They move past the installation without interest.
As the Runner passes the stage right wall the door clicks open. The Runner turns back, taking a few steps before stopping entirely. They regard the door curiously.
Now the Runner approaches, hand outstretched. They are just at the point of pushing the door open—
The door clicks shut. The Runner tries the knob and finds it locked.
The Runner stands at the door, slowly regarding the top and bottom of the frame. After a little of this the Runner detaches from the installation and resumes their path.
As they pass the stage right wall the door opens. Now alert, the Runner whirls around, pauses, and takes cautious, cat-like steps back to the door, which closes once again. The Runner tries the knob — locked.
The Runner reflects, then knocks. No answer. They alternate working the knob and knocking, all to no avail. They trail off to stage left, keeping tight focus on the door.
As they pass the stage left wall the door opens. The Runner darts back and reaches for the door just as it shuts.
The exasperated Runner pivots back around, rolls their eyes, raises their fists in indignation—
They bolt to the door and furiously jerk at the knob. They plant their foot in the door and tug harder now. The door does not budge.
The Runner falls back exhausted, panting. They glare at the door, then, still panting, glance behind them, into the audience. To the door, audience, door, audience, door, audience.
The Runner collects themselves, dusts off their jacket, turns to the audience and, standing stock straight, marches off the stage.
As they leave the door opens. Its clicking jolts the Runner, but they continue undeterred. They exit. Twelve seconds pass.
The Runner sprints at and hits the now-closed door with a SMACK, falling to the ground. Heavy breathing.
Wincing, the Runner gets to their feet and regards the left and right walls. They rub their chin and approach the stage left wall.
The Runner scans the wall, then softly taps one of the low bricks with their foot. It falls back behind the wall. The Runner stands stunned, then drops to their hands & knees. As they hit the floor the brick is replaced.
The Runner tries to push the brick back in, unsuccessfully. They rise and kick at the brick again, again unsuccessfully.
The door opens. The Runner eagerly reaches for the knob. The door closes. The Runner pulls back. The door opens. The Runner reaches. The door closes. The Runner pulls back. The door opens. The Runner reaches. The door closes. The Runner pulls back. The door opens. The Runner reaches. The door closes. The Runner pulls back. The door opens. The Runner reaches. The door closes. The Runner pulls back. The door opens. The Runner reaches. The door closes. The Runner pulls back. The door remains closed. The Runner reaches. The door remains closed. The Runner pulls back, realizes the bit, steps away, collapses to the floor.
The door remains closed.
The Runner blindly rotates toward the audience, pleading with defeated eyes to darkness. This occurs for seven seconds.
The door opens.
The Runner whips back, still seated, and tenses up at the sight of the open door. Eleven seconds pass.
Fade to black.