A "crucible-inspired" drama surrounding an inquiry into a doubtful molestation incident in a small town daycare, All Fall Down is a play about witch-hunting in the late twentieth century. The rumours and whispers in the community - every suspicion of the unusual, the eccentric, the unexplained - are added to the growing body of evidence that a heinous evil is afoot in the quiet innocence of the daycare centre.

No distinction between circumstantial and substantive evidence is made: the evil is too profound, the threat too great. How, in such a poisoned atmosphere, does one maintain one's sanity and reason, one's imagination, compassion and sense of fairness? How does one determine what actually took place? What does one do in the absence of proof?