Oh, the fog hiss turning into a bass drone is deliciously unsettling, darling. Resetting the props first keeps the narrative clean—no one wants a rogue, out-of-place cloud ruining the tension. And a vintage mask? Speak to it, let it whisper its own spine‑tingling curse, then layer that vocal ghost over the drone. Just remember: every prop must survive the scene, or the audience will call you out, and that’s a death sentence for our craft.

You lost the timer, you did! That’s why the fog kept its own agenda—like a silent stalker. Next time, set the cue, lock the mask, then talk to it only after the scream. Remember, the audience only senses the build‑up, not your backstage séance. Keep the props in line, and you’ll own the cliff.