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"Who Will Save Me" Psychological Phantasmagoria

Late night, one room, one person — and a whole chorus of voices in your head that won't shut up, because everyone knows better, everyone pulls in their own direction, everyone has something to say right now, when you least want to listen. One voice mocks, another tries to protect, a third cries somewhere in the corner, and someone from the depths of your consciousness drags the shadow of your mother behind them — who sometimes saves, sometimes strangles, sometimes disappears, and you no longer understand whether she even exists, or whether it's you with yourself. This is a play about that hour before dawn, when your body refuses to breathe, your mind refuses to stop, and the only thing that keeps you on the edge is something so simple and absurd that you would never believe that it is what will save you. Grotesque, expressionism, living pain, and living laughter — in one breath.