(A dark room with mirrors on two sides. On one side, there is a door without a door-
 handle in the mirror.)

Siegfried: (wondering)
      Where am I?
JoeRay:
      Why is it so dark?
Dave (stereotypical playboy):
      Who's talking there?

(Suddenly a light goes on and the three men find themselves standing in a room with
 three chairs standing next to each other. In the corner is a table with three glasses and a bottle of water.
The three look at each other with surprise.)

Siegfried (little bit surprised, speaks with heavy German accent):
     Hi, my name is Siechfried and I don't know you but I hope you can tell me what
     happened.

Dave (almost interrupting him, tries to sound cool):
     Nice to meet you. My name is Dave. - (surprised, joyful) Hey, my head doesn't
     hurt anymore.

JoeRay:
     I'm Joe Ray. I don't know either what happened but the last thing I remember is me
     crashing into a firetruck with my car. (happy) I can't believe that I'm still alive.
 
 

Siegfried:
     I thought I was just standing at the rail of a ship and having a cigarette just a few
     minutes ago.

Dave: (annoyed)
     Interesting! Well, I don't know where I am but I'm actually happy to be here becau-
     se my girlfriend would have killed me if I stood there any longer.

Siegfried: (little bit curios)
     Your girlfriend? So you had kind of alively debate, did you?
Dave: (loudly and harsh)
     Hey, that's no business of yours, alright!?

JoeRay:
     I guess they caught me after the accident and this is gonna be an examination.
    Amazing how well I survived the accident!

Dave (to Siegfried):
    What is he talking about?

Siegfried:
    No idea. (to JoeRay:) But you can't possibly have crashed into a truck, you're not
    injured. Although you are a bit pale.

Dave: (walks to the table, fills some water in a glass)
    Does anybody wanna drink anything? Looks like if there's water for us (drinks the
 water.)

JoeRay:
    They must have been waiting for us because there are three glasses and three chairs.
Dave:
    Better tell me what those big mirrors are meant for.
Siegfried: (looking at one of the mirrors)
    I don't know, but... Hey! Do you see that? It looks like a door... (walks to the door.)

JoeRay: (starts crying.)
    Oh my god, I will never come out of prison again. Who will take care of my wife,
    my children???

Dave:
    Shut up!! We are just looking how to get out of here.
Siegfried:
    It is closed and there is no handle.
 

Dave:
    Smart an! Go away! Let me do it! (he kicks the door heavily and runs against it. -
  Nothing happens)

Siegfried:
   Damn! What could be behind this door?