Krystal, emotionally drained while out in the city with her boyfriend, Paris, stumbles across the Balan Theatre, and meet Balan, Wonderworld's Maestro.
Will Balan be able to mend her broken heart and help her heal? Or will she fall to negativity?
TR...
As morning rose the next day, Paris was already awake, as always. As Krystal slept, he sorted out the clothes for the washing machine, putting the dirty clothes in the basket. It was just turning 9am, when he heard the doors to the theatre open.
Poking his head out into the hallway, Paris looked in the direction of the front doors, now hearing footsteps.
"Wonder who that could be?" he asked himself, stepping into the hallway and walking towards the sound. He stopped just as he reached the opening into the main hall, now spotting a pair of children walking through the theatre's halls.
"I've never seen those two before. Who are they?"
"Didn't you once say that it was rude to eavesdrop on people? My, how things change." Balan stated as he stood behind Paris, causing the puppet to jump.
"A bit of warning next time, if you please." He grumbled, turning his attention back to the newcomers. "Who are the kids?"
Balan put a hand on his shoulder. "Come, I'll introduce them to you." He offered, walking along, pulling Paris as he did so. Paris would've said something, but sighed as he led him to them.
As they drew closer, Balan waved to both of them. " Ah, Emma, Leo, glad you two could make it." He said happily.
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"Of course, Balan." Emma replied. "Helping you out with another visitor is the least we can do."
"Speaking of," Leo continued. "Where is the visitor you need help with?"
"I'm afraid that she's asleep right now." Balan explained. "It's been a rough couple of days for her."
Emma put her hands over her mouth in shock. "What happened to her?"
"It's a long story," Paris explained, stepping out from behind Balan.
Both teens stared at him, both frightened by his sinister appearance. "Oh, that's right," Balan said sheepishly. "I forgot to tell you both about Paris." He gestured to Paris. "This is Paris, he's Krystal's partner."
