MS. WALKER
Well done, everyone! Brooke dear! You were transcendent. My great-grandmother would be so proud.
BROOKE
Have you seen Zeke?
MS. WALKER
No, I haven’t. He was rather remarkable tonight. But when you see him, let him know that we are going to have a little talk about rewriting the play on opening night!
(MS. WALKER exits. ZEKE enters in his Phantom costume, holding his head.)
ZEKE
Brooke!
BROOKE
Zeke! Where were you?
ZEKE
What? When?
BROOKE
Just now! During the show!
ZEKE
The show already happened? What? I was knocked out!
BROOKE
Well, someone did your part in the play!
ZEKE
Do you know who it was?
BROOKE
I think so. But… it couldn’t be. The song he sang? I think it was him. The boy from the first production. I think it was… the real Phantom.
ZEKE
Oh, man.
(THE PHANTOM ominously appears upstage and faces them.)
BROOKE
(to ZEKE) Hey! There he is!
(BROOKE runs up to THE PHANTOM and unmasks him. It’s BRIAN.)
Brian?
(The lights flicker… and go to black. Lights up. BRIAN is gone. ZEKE and BROOKE are standing there alone on stage. BROOKE holds BRIAN’s mask. Lights flicker as BRIAN’s ghostly voice fills the theater.)
BRIAN (V.O.)
Goodbye, Brooke.
(BROOKE instinctively grabs ZEKE’s hand as the stage fades to black.)