I creep into the auditorium slowly,
searching for signs of people.
Two boys stand next to the 3 doors,
the 3  doors that stand about a foot above
one another on the side wall of the auditorium.
I ask myself-should I ask them?
I decide to look for myself instead.

As I approach the stage I gaze inside the pit.
It looks small and crowded inside.
Filled with music stand and chairs.
I can see an opening at the end of it.
Something tells me that what I search for,
is down there.
But how to get down there still evades me.
I wander behind the curtains.
They were tall and mysterious
like an eery tree in dark woods.
I looked for a door, a hatch, a path.
Anything.
But I find nothing.

But I won’t give up that easy.
I gather the courage to walk up to the two boys.
One of them small, scrawny and platinum blonde.
The other taller and bigger built with long hair pulled back into a bun.
I recognize the taller one.
I ask them if they can help me find what I’m looking for.
The boys face lights up
as if to say
follow me.