No Backward Glances

[stagemanagers]

Today is the day of the promised grand finale. And, strangely, nothing about the Opera seems especially different this morning. The theatre doors remain locked. There's no smell of blood in the air, no trashed rooms, and no dead bodies to find. In the lobbies, the crystal chandeliers are still in their places, not swung about by any mysterious force.

But there's little things. It may take a while to notice, but the lock on one of the doors in the second floor lobby - the one leading to Boxes 5 through 8 - is missing. Should anyone try it, it opens easily and without a sound.

Meanwhile, down on the first floor, the graffiti on the box office walls has once again been cleaned up. In the process, it seems, the box office door was left slightly ajar.



(( As a reminder, these are your teams. Group A gets the second floor, which will involve the area indicated in red, and Group B gets the first floor, with the areas in blue here and down the left to here. Good luck, everyone! ))

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TEAM A

[stagemanagers]

TEAM B

[stagemanagers]

[dontfeedplants]

[Seymour was just about to go to the garden to give one last goodbye. However, he couldn't help but notice that the locked door was just... suddenly missing a lock.

Eh, the garden isn't that important. Audrey would have preferred him to find a way out of here rather than mope about her death.]

Hey, I think this door is open now?

[Before he really waits for a response, he pushes the door open and takes peek inside of it. Surely it can't be anything bad, right?

[allicareabout]

[...Seymour, are you seriously just going to go in there without-

...

you know what, if you want to take one for the team here you be his guest, actually, he'll be in the general vicinity but if you want to find the death traps that may be in there that'd be swell]

[stagemanagers]

[Good news, nothing exploded! Bad news is it's dark in there.]

[dechagny]

The door is open?

[Raoul had been passing by on his way to the tea room, but Seymour's observation had caught his attention - not to mention the fact that he recognizes, after a moment, that the door leads to theater boxes.

I shall watch the performance from my normal seat in Box 5, which will be kept empty for me.]

- Seymour! Hold on, let me join you!

[dontfeedplants]

[Look, he's already dead! What's the worst that could happen?]

[dontfeedplants]

[Well at least Seymour didn't instantly Bad End the game but wow, that's dark.

He turns around towards the other people.]

Um, does anyone have a light?

[pennyless]

[This morning, Billy is wearing a couple of handmade swag bags with little red and green cadeuceus on them. One of them seems heavier than the other one, so that's the one hanging over his right shoulder. His goggles are perched on top of his head and the other bag has black safety gloves sticking out of it.

And he's gonna beeline straight for that box office door.]

There's a hidden door in the box office.

[dieformymusic]

[Winslow catches up to the group, on the tail of Seymour, when he sees the darkness in the strange room.]

...I have this tape. It glows in the dark.

[dontfeedplants]

[He waves at Raoul.]

Oh, Raoul. It... probably is a good idea that I don't go alone, in case something happens.

[trettende]

[ A weird Friday with no immediate sign of murder? Hans was already heading to the Box Office for his morning mope/psyche up. (Yeah he's wearing the jacket again.) He doesn't exactly expect to run into Billy there (sad, not the NPH he was hoping for,) but well, there he is. ]

...That doesn't surprise me. He probably got around backstage through there.

[ Time to have a look inside. ]

[stagemanagers]

[The box office appears to have been completely cleaned out. The Balladeer's instruments are gone, as is everything that was on his desk. Should you check the drawers, you'll find that those are empty too.

But the shelves are still here, Billy, so you should still be good.]

[catliketread]

Wonderful, that should work! Who wants to take the lead?

[onthebusagain]

...Wow, it's super spooky all cleared out like this, isn't it? [That's right, Heather's here too, peering into the box office behind them. ]

[pennyless]

[Well this is fucking rude.

Since there's nothing of interest in the room anymore, Billy's going to beeline right for the shelves and open that hidden door.

Is the hallway still the same?]

[trettende]

Yeah, he had so much stuff...

[ I mean, Hans is pretty sure the Merchandise Booth gave him a ukulele cause of this, but yeah. ]

It's like they tried to get rid of any sign that he was here.

[allicareabout]

...Has it occurred to anyone to try to find a way to bring the lights up or something first?

[...JUST...ASKING...]

[dontfeedplants]

I guess I can. I was the one who opened the door, anyway.

[Also the fact he's dead so if there's a death trap it would be the most okay for him to be harmed by the trap.

He looks over at Winslow for the tape.]

[catliketread]

After you, then!

[GO SEYMOUR GO!!]

[catliketread]

...Well. That would probably be the best idea. Should we check the walls for light switches...?

[dechagny]

I can attempt that.

[PATTING THE WALL NEARBY THE DOOR FOR LIGHT SWITCHES...]

[stagemanagers]

[Bless you, Billy The, for having the most common sense in the opera house. There's a switch on the wall just near the door.]

[stagemanagers]

[It is! You've got the staff bathrooms to the right, the stairwell (which isn't going to lead anywhere new), that one door that was previously locked, and the door to the left with the keypad.]

[pennyless]

[Billy turns to look at the others from the entrance to the hallway.]

A couple of you guys check that other door. I'm going to get this keypad open.

[We don't have time to mourn right now. Conceal don't feel, guys.]