Amber looked over them curiously. They were the old push buttons that stayed in when you pushed them. You hardly saw them any more, not to mention the analogue dials complete with needles to show the output.
“We need to go backstage, but staying at this level, so we have quite a height advantage. I’ve no idea what’s still back there though,” he admitted.
She nodded and took the lead, listening intently. The backstage was different to the one they’d recently inherited. It seemed much more like someone had decided that the stage should be a stage as an after-thought and that it should probably have some kind of backing to it. Quite what else they had envisaged Amber wasn’t sure, unless perhaps they’d intended the stage to go back much further and then changed their minds for some reason. Even so there wasn’t much back here. A few chairs and a makeshift wooden podium, presumably intended to give the user some appearance of respect. Looking at it now, covered in a layer of dust, she didn’t think it would succeed.
Ghost paused her with a gentle touch of his hand. “Everything’s covered with dust?”
She nodded, to her elven eyes the room was as bright as day.
“Has it been disturbed anywhere?” he asked softly.
She looked around, then shook her head.
“Good, here’s the door we want,” he nodded to her right.
The lock was on the inside and opened easily. The design outdoors also seemed to have been done by the same architect. There was a set of concrete stairs running past and underneath the door, which continued up to a set of wooden doors with a considerable amount of glass that despite having been smashed repeatedly was still intact. Overhead was a concrete ceiling supported by a few random plinths. A few low brick walls and hedges added some cover to parts of the areas, but the air seemed to sweep through it more strongly than it should.
Amber looked at Ghost questioningly.
“It was built at different times. We want the wooden doors ahead of us. The hedges to the left actually hide a path to another section of the school. And behind them is yet another section. It’s not that difficult to push your way through them,” he explained. “Some of the walls and hedges were added to make the place look more aesthetic, they briefly tried planting flowers, but people kept walking over them; eventually they found it was easier just to make sure parents were never shown this part.”
“What’s with the glass?” she asked.
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