You find yourself in a small room, you are surrounded by incredibly life-like mannequins. You can hear one of them breathing, but you can't tell which one is real. All you have on you is a bobby pin in your hair. The breathing pauses for a beat, then the climax of O Fortuna blares as the walls to the room fall down and reveal an enormous live orchestra, they are all mannequins. Footsteps rapidly approach your location, do you even bother with the hair pin?