Full Body Inflation

The room was dark when Jessica awoke. Confused, she turned her head wildly, this way and that, to try and see where she was. Nothing made sense. The tall, slender brunette had gone to bed in her disgusting apartment and woke up…standing? She seemed to be strapped in an upright position. Her wrists and ankles were bound by some kind of metal cuffs, and there was a stinging sensation in her back. Panic swept her. Am I back in the hospital? She thought wildly.

This was it, Courtney Hewlett thought to herself as she straightened out her red, button-up suit in the backstage prep room. This is your chance to make it big.

Now, true, this wasn't the anchor chair, her ultimate goal. And true, this was a hokey special interest piece no one gave two shits about. But for an unpaid intern fresh out of college, any amount of screen time would be a break for her. And she intended, no matter how silly the story was, to give a good first impression to her audience.