Hamilton's Immortal

Opening Night (2.)

[Lin's POV]

As the rest of the cast and stage hands make there way in, I nearly forget the strange letter. Nearly. I had more important things on my mind. We needed to start music rehearsals and staging, we only had two weeks until the first show, but we did want to start #Ham4Ham outside the theatre this evening, so I wanted the rap battles done first.  The stage and pit were occupied all day, people were in constant motion. Costumes and props were being distributed all over the place. It's a madhouse, but it feels comfortable to me. The theatre really is my home away from home, and seeing my brainchild coming to life is a dream come true.

Our dressing rooms are all assigned and costumes are being fitted between songs. The rush is real among the crew since we have such a tight schedule. It came to be my turn soon enough, after I finish learning cabinet battle #2, so I head back to my room on the third floor. There on the vanity was another envelope in the empty room. I didn't see anyone coming back down, no one I didn't recognize. I approach with caution, as if it could blow up at any second. Of course it won't but hey, better safe than sorry. Same seal as the first one, blue wax with a heart shaped music note impressed in it.

Mister Miranda,

Greetings! I hear rehearsals going well, it seems you all are really utilizing the rotating stage. I personally thing it is my favorite part of the theatre. Very well done on your part. I look forward to seeing the opening performance of the show. Starring in your own show, very ballsy but you fill the role well.

Best of luck~

Your Lady of the house,

E.

This... actually felt a bit heartwarming. In a strange, stalkerish, creepy way. I reread it again, she'll be watching... The upper left box, right? That's where she likes to watch from, she said. Furrowing my brows, my mind starts running, trying to figure out who would leave this. Why? How? When?? There have been people in and out all day, could have been one of the stage hands? No... we brought our own crew. One of the cast? Someone that works the theatre?

I jump as the costume hand knocks on my door. "Mr. Miranda, you okay?" She asked, holding my costume in her arms.

"Yea yea, I'm awesome." I reply, taking the letter to stash it away in my bag with the other. "Let's do this." I say, brushing off the feeling. The chill returns as I hear that distant giggle. It's barely an echo, but I can hear it clear as day over the music rehearsals. What is this...

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Time moves on, rehearsals go forward. Hamilton is gaining a ton of hype for the big stage. Honestly, I am not nervous for this opening night. I am nervous about this Lady of the House, person, however. I haven't received any other letters from her, nor have I brought her coffee. I decided not to tell the cast and crew of her, just brushing it off as a prank or just anonymous good luck. Whatever, it doesn't matter now. The whole group meets on the stage, one last hoorah before we get into costume.

"This is it, guys. Look around. In just a couple of hours, this place will be packed for a sold out show!" Cheers sound from the crew, excitement glowing from everybody. "We are going to rock this, ride this moment. Be present and enjoy it. You are part of something big. You-"

The hum of a soft song echoes through the hall, sending the chill through me, stopping me cold. "Good luck~" the voice purrs, only for a heartbeat before returning to silence. I quickly glance over my shoulder to the upper box... but it's empty.

"You okay, man?" Chris rests a hand on my shoulder, bringing me back to reality in the next heartbeat.

"Yea, just wanted to say, good luck you guys. We got this!" I keep on, returning to my thought, but wondering... did they hear it too? Pippa was definitely glancing about as will, her gaze lingering over the balcony seat. Ariana too. Well, at least it's not just me. "Come on guys, let's get into Ham Mode. First show!!!"