Starting a short story/something theater

The lights dimmed in the movie theater, and they all gazed in unison upon the screen, just now lit, growing, glowing, glimmering with charming images and rude flashes of sick humor. She meant to look away, as she felt panic rise in her body. But her hands were strapped to the arms of the chair, and she could not look away. It was her life. It was unwatchable, like a car crash, but also sublime. She didn’t want it to all go so unplanned, but there was no other way. She smiled, and cried, and watched in awe as difficulties dissipated, replaced by newly born, beautiful dreams. She wished she could see the people seated next to her, but she could not. And she was fairly sure they couldn’t see her, either. They were all watching in unison, unable to turn away, unable to relate, but only to laugh together to acknowledge each other’s presence.