The answer is as close as breath. Tell me or die. One by one. Tell me and die. One by one. I eat ignorance. One, two, four, three, two, three, one, four . . . (A cry. The Sphinx’s? Oedipus’? A singular, piercing cry of woe becomes a muted communal lament as the Chorus enter from different sides and obscure the naked child. Dawn.) chorus Save us. We suffer. Save us. We are dying. Save us. We walk in confusion. Save us. We are blinded by fear. Save us. Save us. (Oedipus appears. Silence.) oedipus Citizens! You know me. My people, my children. I was not sleeping. I cannot sleep. I close my eyes and the multitudes of the suffering press around me in the darkness. You are always with me. I feel your mingled breath on my cheeks, your uncaught tears on