Banshee wailing, ululating and orgiastic groans come out of the dark recesses of the Lilian Baylis. It’s a voice that is pushed to the limits of its vocal range. Slowly the body of the voice emerges from the shadows and appears in the thin strip of light far downstage, up close to the audience. Twisted, hunched, grimacing – she’s a woman possessed. When she sees us, she straightens up and laughs, then regains composure. She is Dorothee Munyaneza, a striking woman wearing a dress of black hair.