That feeling of the slow realization that its not what you thought it was.

You look around the room - "hmm, the decorations are different then I was expecting. I wouldn't think there would be skeletons..."

Curtain opens - "hmmm I don't see any candles yet. They must come out later..."

Open up the program and start reading "this sounds different."

Band comes out, walks up to the microphone, low gutteral growl fills the room, drums, then vocalist screaming "fuck you I won't do what what you tell me! Fuck you i won't do what you tell me!"

Turns to wife looking horrified "i'm really sorry honey."

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Its like a slow reveal, like you know something is wrong early on but you are still very hopeful as things progressively get worse lol