I am the sculpture you rescued from the car last night. You were on your way to sell me.
At least I'm not alone
Help me Peter! Help!
Peter awoke on the island surrounded by dasies. He knew nothing. He couldn't remember who or where he was. He was confused. He got up and took a step. Poof! the daisies were gone. Peter caught sight of the Manhattan skyline in the distance. Was this island in the Long Island Sound? "Maybe I should try to swim for it. "
You must find your own way off the island.
Stop! I cannot hear any more. Just tell me how to leave this terrible island
He walked the island thinking of his options. Peter came to the end of the island and found a large mirror. He ran to the mirror in the hopes of signaling for help. He was astonished when the mirror answered him back.The mirror showed him his life and all the terrible things he had done. He was even more confused now.
The mirror showed Peter his beginnings as an art dealer. After college, he struggled to find work while his friend, Tim, inherited an established art gallery. Peter was jealous. One day, he challenged Tim to a swimming contest knowing that Tim was a poor swimmer. The waters of the Long Island Sound quickly became too much for Tim. He gasped for air as the riptide pulled him underneath the blue waves. Peter watched idly.
I have to know all that I did.
Peter begs the mirror to stop. He asks the mirror how he can get off the island, but the mirror tells him he must learn for himself. Dejected, Peter walks away.
Peter walks back to where he started. HIs sits down emotionally and physically exhausted and falls asleep. He dreams about the things told by the mirror. When he awakes, he knows he must go back to the mirror and listen to the rest of the story.
He returns to the mirror and listens to the whole story of his life.