John was on his hands and knees, scraping fresh gum off the bottom of one of the first row seats, when the theater went pitch black. “Ellis!” He bolted upright, wincing when his elbow knocked against the armrest. “I’m still in here! If you want to lock up, say so!”
Nothing happened.
Swearing under his breath, John groped along the velvet cushion until his fingers brushed the cool metal of his flashlight. Cleaning the balcony had been Ellis’s idea, so why was he changing his mind now? It was out of character for him not to confirm everyone was gone, too.
Unless he hadn’t turned off the lights after all and they’d actually blown a fuse. Which made more sense if John bothered to think about it for a second.
When the theater remained dark after another minute, he carefully pushed himself t
