Prologue
Elissa sat on the old couch in the corner, reading the novel that one of the other cast members had lent to her. At the moment, she was the only person in the dressing room, and the silence bored her. The longer she had been sitting there, the more her contact lenses bothered her. Because of this, she had difficulty reading, so she closed the book and rested her arm on the back of the couch, observing the dressing room.
The dressing room was a medium-sized room with a row of mirrors in the middle facing both walls and a row of mirrors along the wall opposite of where the couch sat. On the tables the mirrors sat on were a variety of things, including make-up, accessories, and the actors' cell phones. There were three doors in the room, one leading into the hall of the second floor, one leading to the stage area, and one leading to a small storage room, which was rumored to be the home of Randy, the theater's ghost. Elissa didn't believe in ghosts, but the room still gave her the creeps.
Elissa sat the book on the small table parallel to the couch and stood. Thankfully the old floor beneath her feet did not creak. If the stage manager heard a noise come from the dressing room, she would not be happy about it. Elissa wanted to know how long she had until her next scene, so she went to the stage door and listened. As usual, she couldn't hear anything. The door between the dressing room and the stage was a thick metal door, most likely for soundproofing reasons.
Elissa attempted to open the door, but it would not open. This was not a large problem to Elissa. She typically had trouble opening it anyway. She reached for the knob once again and jerked, hoping that the door would open. When it didn't, she began to think that someone might have locked her in. If anyone, it was probably Kate. Elissa hated Kate and had all the reason to. Kate was arrogant and would do anything to sabotage those she didn't particularly care for. After all, she had told Ashley the wrong scene the night before on purpose so that she would miss her cue. Realizing what had happened, Elissa became very angry. She stormed towards the door that lead into the hall.
'That little bitch isn't going to make a fool out of me,' she thought, 'just wait til I get my hands on her!' Elissa grabbed the knob and threw her hand back. Like the stage door, this one wouldn't open. However, when she looked at the knob, she noticed that the door was actually unlocked.
Something strange was going on in the theater, there was no doubt about that.
A/N: If you actually read the prologue, thank you! I promise that this turns into a fan fiction in the first chapter, so don't freak out. lol