"Hmm no not yet, how about we go to the theatre again tonight?" she said although it sounded like a question it was more of a 'let's do this now' sort of thing with her. Getting up she waited for him to be ready before leading the way back to the theatre. It did look very post and once inside the plush seats and polished stage didn't exactly give it that authentic theatre look. She pulled some chalk out of her pocket and marked all the trap doors, there were six in total staggered over the stage "Why so many trap doors?" she questioned and ruffed her hair "Why do you think there are so many trap doors Dennis?" she asked.

At that moment the night guard came "How did you get in here?" he questioned "We were given permission by the owner, chubby rich guy" the night guard raised an eyebrow "What are you talking about, since the old owner died or rather went missing nothing has been organised yet so get out, come back in the day time" he said furiously "Doesn't change the fact we were given permission though does it?" she grinned at the frustrated man who scoffed and turned his flashlight away before walking off. "Hmm interesting"