At the dawn of an unconscious night of rituals, returning from the Mount Cithaeron; agony wore Ellen Lauren's face, while she as Agave, Pentheus' mother, seemed to be hovering on the surface of the stage, carrying the head of her son. With the realization of Dionysus having taken her son's life with her own hands, she then stood at the edge of the stage in a screaming silence, breaking out in sweat even though not a breadth of hair in her body was moving. She had been unbearably and unforgettably Agave in her tragic prayer.