The hall was still for now. Ahead of them Kota would still be able to sense the spark of Miho's presence! The door at the other end of the hall waited for them, the portrait of Miho, painted so less grandly than that of her family, stared them down in a manner all too ominous. They'd all be able to hear the faint melody of an orchestra, and a wild cheer from a crowd – was a show starting just beyond the door? If they chose to travel down the hallway once they were patched up a little, the noise level would grow.

It seemed like just beyond that door was the main theater room, and it sounded like there was a full audience for the show! A cello struck a deep chord that seemed to practically pulsate throughout the building, and the hum of the audience died down to a quiet murmur. When they wen through the door, as it would open easily, they'd be treated to the sight of a massive auditorium – completely empty and now completely quiet! On the grand stage, red velvet curtains drawn, was a lone figure.

Miho?!