The Dusty Discovery

The old backstage of Peacock Theater smelled like memories—dusty, yet warm with whispers of Shakespeare and long-forgotten drama. Jeanie loved it here.

“Chester, look!” Jeanie's sparkling blue eyes lit up as she pointed beneath the creaky stage.

Chester, her loyal friend, followed her gaze. “What's that?” he asked, wide-eyed.

A wooden trapdoor, dangerous and alluring, called to them with promises of secrets.

“Do you think... should we?” Chester hesitated, but Jeanie grinned.

“Of course! It's an adventure, isn't it?” Jeanie tugged at the worn handle, heart pounding. Beneath their feet lay the entrance to something extraordinary.

Beneath the Secrets

Jeanie and Chester crouched beside the trapdoor, the air buzzing with their curiosity. Just then, Anna appeared, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Hey guys, check this out!” Anna grinned, perfectly mimicking the sound of a creaky door.

“Wow, Anna! That sounds so real!” Chester exclaimed, suddenly a little braver.

The trio peered into the gloomy depths, their imaginations running wild about what was below.

But just as Jeanie's heart raced with excitement, she noticed a creeping shadow dancing near the stage curtains. Her smile faltered, sensing an unexpected danger lurking in their joyous adventure.