The second act takes place outside in the courtyard with traditional seating. A violinist takes the place of the vocalist, but the tone remains mysterious. The dancersâ silhouettes appear in the windows at the top of the building, and they drag their hands down the glass as if in a horror film. When they finally make their way out to the courtyard, I find myself aggravated by the slow-moving choreography. Sitting next to each other on a staircase, a woman slowlyâpainfully slowlyâinches closer to a man, as three other men repeatedly walk in and out of the doors behind them. Dancers spend much of the time simply walking around slowly or sitting still. Towards the end, things pick up: Thereâs graceful partnerwork on the stairs and the dancers start to take advantage of their surroundings, hanging from light fixtures, swinging in and out of windows and scaling across walls. To end the show, all of the dancers, for the first time, dance in sync on the stairs for the most energetic moment of the night. But all too soon, the choreography becomes static again and the dancers walk inside the building. Is the performance over?