The Unending Performance

Warning. Never enter the old Paramount Theatre after midnight. Last week,

maintenance worker Jake did exactly that to retrieve his keys. The lobby was freezing,

his breath visible in thick clouds. Then he heard it. Applause thundering from the main auditorium.

He pushed through the doors and found every single seat occupied by motionless figures in vintage

clothing, all facing the empty stage. Their heads turned in perfect unison

toward him. Jake ran, but the exit doors wouldn't budge. The applause grew

louder, faster, demanding. He's still performing there.

The audience never lets anyone leave once the show begins.