"What?" they asked.
"I don't know."
They stared at her for a moment, trying to figure out if she was being serious. "Did you see something?" Uncle Justin asked, wondering if there was some danger that he had missed.
"No, that's just it. There's something wrong here. And it's more than this conspiracy."
"That may be," Ritchie began, "but right now we have to see what they're up to and where Kurt is. Try the door, Tom."
"But —" Julia began.
Tom pulled at the door, which swung silently open. The lights were on, but the lobby was deserted. A large sign rested on an easel announced the films of the evening. Tom walked up to it and gave it a kick, toppling the stand and sending the sign into the corner.
"That's theater property," said the Director, somehow stepping out from behind the concession counter.
"It's the Manager!" Tom said.
"No, not the Manager. I'm the Director. I have been for some time."