OCEAN:
Well, this couldn’t possibly get any stranger...

KARNAK:
I’m under the firm belief that it always can...

(The curtain slowly rises spilling with smoke. JANE DOE is revealed. A haunting figure with blond dolly locks, white face, and black eyes. She clutches a headless doll.... JANE moves like a marionette with broken strings.)

CHOIR:
OOH...
AAH...
AAH...
OOH...

JANE DOE:
"Jane Doe" is what the coroner said
They found my body, not my head
No parents came, and so they never learned...
My name, or who I used to be
My life, an unsolved mystery
From ashes I was made
And ashes I return
And so I walk alone and wonder why?

WHY?
WHY?
WHY?
CONSTANCE:
I'm gonna stand a little farther away from you, okay?