Chapter 32: Lyme Belle Theatre

When Lars opened his eyes, an unfamiliar ceiling greeted him. The bedroom he was in was strangely lavish, golden - hued with mahogany furniture around the bed. He got himself out of the thick maroon blanket that smothered him and stood up, looking around.

Lars was only wearing his star necklace and a pair of boxer red shorts. No piece of other clothing was ready for him in the room. He tentatively got out of the door and found himself in a balcony corridor overlooking an ocean of red suede seats. Lars scratched his head, dumbfounded of how he woke up in a theatre.

Images from the warehouse fight surged through Lars' mind and his breath hitched. He brushed himself with death again that time. He didn't remember the outcome but he did remember seeing Vayu. He remembered the tranquil fury that flashed on Vayu's eyes.

"Why, aren't you a real heavy sleeper."