Standing on one leg you bend forward from the waist, extending one arm forwards and the other arm and leg backwards, when there is a terrible rending noise, and you realise with horror that your tights have split. Blushing with embarrasment, you struggle to rectify the situation as best you can with a safety pin whilst still balanced on one leg. Unfortunately you begin to lose your balance, and abandoning all hope of maintaining your poise, you begin to flail your arms about in a desperate attempt to stay upright. At the same time, the dancer in the black leotard catches you a glancing blow across the cheek with a flying leap. Inexorably you topple backwards into the orchestra pit, where your head becomes jammed in the funnel of a trombone. ROLL A DIE. If it is a five or a six, you survive this ordeal; click here. Otherwise CLICK HERE.