6 years later...
Miss. Page Martina, the school's scatterbrained headmistress, nodded at them all to leave the hall.
Nobody really enjoyed the assembly, but they smiled and nodded along anyway.
The bored children filed slowly into their music room.
"Hurry out children, I have cupboards to clean" Their new music teacher, Mr Simons, had taken over from Mr. Tolem. Tolem went mad after a student, although a not very nice one, had gone missing in detention in his room. The school suffered him for another five and a half years before finally firing him.
At the end of their lesson, McKalie put her hand up.
"Ok, nice to know your schedule, but what about the ghost of a girl who went missing in this room?" McKalie was as forthright as ever, as her mutual friend Tina noticed.
Mr. Simons (the music teacher) quickly proceeded to explain that ghost stories are nonsense, and that the story was greatly exaggerated. Also, what do cleaning cupboards have to do with music?
Tina looked at her sidekick/best friend, Diana.
She nodded, and looked at her exasperated music teacher.
"May we clean your cupboards? I heard that they have not been cleaned in 6 years". At that, everyone gasped. Wasn't that when the girl supposedly went missing?!
The music teacher said that he would be happy to have someone help him, but also to not listen to rumours.
Not that he needed help, but how could he turn down his star saxophone pupil? He ruffled Diana's hair affectionally.
So that's how the two friends ended up tidying up cupboards as an after school chore.
And that is also how they discovered the truth of the missing girl.
Mr Simons left the room. The two continued to clean.
As they reached the last cupboard, they flung open the door. A soft, yellow light cast pretty shadows over the melody-making pile of wood and strings. A glass roof, yet warm sunlight arched in whilst birds, perched on the conservatory roof, warbling out a high treble of caressing, loving song.
For a moment, everything was pure bliss. The Diana spotted the difference. Even in a world of bliss like this, time frozen in the perfect moment, there was still something wrong, just out of place. The only sax in the heavenly alcove had one too many buttons.
Diana bent to touch the odd button, as you do when something is blatantly wrong.
A click was audible as the wall slid away, revealing a passage. Tina's eyes widened. "This is SO Narnia" Tina began walking,trancelike, pushing aside a fur coat on a hanger.
"You are going in? It could be dangerous."
"Exactly my point. You coming?"
"You bet!" Diana followed her bosom companion into a world of swirling mysteries, and they were engulfed into the darkness. Little did they know that the doors swung shut behind them, leaving them more alone then they yet knew.
It seemed as if they were in that tunnel of earth and rock for an eternity. Finally, they emerged into a bright, blinding light. Everything was cold, oh so cold. Something was coming. A painfully white, white light: a blizzard was coming.
