Coma by Darkfield

Lying on bunks in pitch darkness, inside a shipping container, participants are offered a pill to take. We are assured it has no active ingredients but will change everything. Darkfield specialised in playing with the minds of the audience, whose imaginations are rendered suggestible by the lack of stimulae. An authoritative voice in our headphones asks us to imagine him into the room. He spins a scenario, and the scents of coffee and perfume are blown in through grilles. It is over before you know it, and the bunks are too comfortable to be truly unnerving, but the feeling lingers that a coma may not be emptiness at all, but quite the opposite.