The Infant (Oberon Modern Plays)

Are we paranoid? Or are they really out to get us?

They have a picture, a picture that could spell the destruction of civilised society, a plan so devastating it would change the World as we know it. They must put a stop to it. They have a suspect, tied to a chair, a hood covering his face. The only problem is the suspect claims the picture was drawn by his four year old son. They have the suspect's wife, but she claims her son couldn't have made the picture. Who's telling the truth? What is the truth? And does the truth really matter any more?