Kingdom of Confusion

Once a majestic venue, the Forgotten Opera House now stands abandoned, its facade marred by time and neglect. Crumbling statues of muses adorn the roof, while stained glass windows, partially broken and covered in dust. The lobby is silent, smelling of dampness, dust and something sweet. The marble floor is cracked. The chandelier hangs on thin chains, covered in cobwebs. Posters hang on the walls, faded, with half-erased inscriptions. In the auditorium, the red velvet chairs are faded, many are torn. The balconies stretch in a semicircle, on some the railings have collapsed. The stage is in semi-darkness. Dust dances in the rays of light breaking through a hole in the roof. The curtain is dark scarlet, hangs unevenly. In the dressing rooms, there are broken mirrors with faded frames. Under the theater stretch dark catacombs, letters and notes are scattered on the floor, there is a mysterious door. There you can hear a quiet sigh…or the sound of footsteps behind you...

The Opera House features snow-white arches with intricate carvings, a grand chandelier draped in cobwebs, and faded red velvet chairs in the auditorium. The air is thick with silence, dampness, and a ghostly aroma of old perfume, while the cracked marble floor reflects the remnants of its former glory.