Reklama ir pantomimu teatras

Previously

…They retraced their steps, but the tunnel seemed different. The echoes were wrong. The walls seemed to close in. Eliza led them, trusting her ears. Finally, they emerged into the theatre basement, gasping for fresh air. As they stepped outside, the new moon hung low in the sky, barely visible. The town was quiet. But as Eliza looked up, she saw a light flicker in the observatory window. Someone was up there. And the beam from the sphere was pointing directly at the theatre. 'We're not done yet,' Emil said. 'The core must be placed in the sphere before the full moon rises. And we have twenty-seven nights.' Eliza held the core tight. The adventure was far from over.