"Enters the watchmen, the crude humour, the representation of laymen everywhere. To be laughed at and terrified by the GHOST."

Sweep, point, gesture like he can pull it out of the air.

"Who flies in. And hovers. He will be horrible. He will be disgusting. He will be the flesh of the undead, the personification of Hamlet's gnawing guilt, of the corruption of his soul, the cowardice that has stopped him avenging the death of his father and ending the life of the incestuous king!"