Vanessa's plan-
Was to wait here.
Whenever things reached a critical juncture, the Lord would take control of her body and miraculously set everything back on track, so Vanessa was not nervous at all.
Instead, she guided Allen in retreating according to their original plan.
The two of them had come to scout the place yesterday, and Allen had practically lived here these past few days. He knew the theater's layout inside out.
Some sections of the suspended ceiling connected, and they had secretly opened passages between those that did not.
At that moment, they were hiding in the narrow space above the corridor outside the target box.
Allen's escape route had been decided in advance too, but once he left that way, returning here would be difficult. Vanessa did not want to give up such a good position.
Time ticked by.
The group drew closer and closer, and Vanessa finally began to panic.
As usual, her Lord should have descended long ago!
Yet that familiar sensation of being controlled never came.
Watching the approaching group, she gritted her teeth and scrambled on all fours toward the ceiling above the neighboring box!
The premiere would begin soon. The box had already been inspected several times, and several attendants were busy inside.
The box was not large. Apart from the sofa and low table facing the stage, it had only a small private washroom.
Vanessa lifted a ceiling panel and slipped soundlessly into the washroom.
Sure enough, the people outside did not enter the box to search it. Their footsteps soon receded.
She was safe-wasn't she?
No! She was in even greater trouble now!
She was trapped in the box's washroom! The attendants were right outside! That thin door could be pushed open at any moment!
There was nowhere to hide