The actors choose brand new masks, and some go without one. Angels and devils exchange halos and horns. Such acts are forbidden under normal circumstances. But tonight is their night to throw off the rusty chains of routine drudgery. They dance, laugh, and drink.
True identities take no part in their discussions.
By the time the sun returns, they will have reformed, like good little children. But tomorrow is far away, and the night is everlasting. Perhaps you know someone who has. Sometimes, in order to progress in life, we must cross unfamiliar, unforgiving terrain. Such are the trials that test our will to succeed.