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NARRATOR:
New Year’s Day.
The museum is quiet the way a room gets quiet after somebody says,
“We need to talk.”

Last night the toys lit up the patio with fireworks—
and the Director lit up the Night Watchman with consequences.

And now… here is the night watchmen

NIGHT WATCHMAN (low, to himself):
Okay.
I’m not breaking in.
I’m… returning property.
And maybe… returning hope.

NARRATOR:
He’s been fired.
But he came anyway—because when you care about a place,
you don’t stop caring just because someone took your badge.

SFX: the door to the office of the director of the museum opens. A chair scoots. Papers shuffle.

DIRECTOR (off, mild but firm):
Mr. night watchman, I wondered if you’d show up to see me.

NIGHT WATCHMAN (startled):
Sir—! I— I can explain—

DIRECTOR:
Good.
Because I have a clipboard, three forms, and a pen that has already forgiven me for what I’m about to do.

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