It is late in the evening in small town Boldwin. The sky is painted a deep orange as the sun was setting, and the air was filled with the sounds of train horns. The last couple of trains were being brought back to the station for maintenance. As the sun continued to descend, the lights in lamps and on buildings began to flicker on to welcome the night...well, all but one building anyways.

 The old theater, unlike the other buildings, had seen better days. The old plaster walls were cracked, and the doors looked like they were ready to fall off of the hinges. The inside wasn't much better with the consession counter covered in a thick blanket of dust and the brown carpet beginning to tear. Cobwebs decorated the various corners of the room and in what appeared to be a hole in the wall. This place looked like an artifact of the past.

 "This was a terrible mistake" said a girl near the front of the room. She was standing next to a man in his mid forties. He took his top hat off and looked at the place with mild amusement.

 "So it's a bit run down" he said nonchalantly. "It's nothing that a little paint and house keeping can't fix".

 "But are you sure we can afford that?" The younger person looked very concerned.

 "Of course we can, Vi" he patted her on the shoulder. "It's not just going to be me. We're all going to pitch in. If we can make this work, then we can keep doing what we love!" This made Vi smile.

 "Alright. You can count on me, boss!"

 "Splendid. Now, why don't you go backstage and settle in like everyone else?" He gave the girl a pat on the head".

 "Okie dokie". Vi bolted off to get to the backstage area and see how the others were doing. She was sure that Jon and Marie were doing okay. They were much older than she was anyways. She was more curious to see how her brother was doing.