Macbeth, with the murder on his mind, has a vision. “Is this a dagger I can see… see but cannot touch? The hilt is turned toward my hand, but still… I cannot clutch. It is a dagger… of the mind to lead me to his room Although unreal, it’s like the one I draw to seal his doom.” He draws his dagger. “I must move soft, that no one hears my footsteps on the stone In silence then I make my way, my presence never known…” A bell rings. “The signal sounds, the time has come for Duncan… it’s a knell I go… it’s done, I send him now to heaven, or… to hell.” He enters the room. End of Scene 1