*UNEDITED*
Chauncey turned to the two culprits, who made their way down the stairs." You didn't have to surprise us like that," he mumbled. He wanted to lecture them for giving Setsura such a scare.
"You two were were up there?"
"Takajo-san told us that it would be alright to go up once the shooting was over. So we did, we sent you guys a message but neither of you replied."
"Did you see the ghost?" Chauncey asked.
"Unfortunately no, but we did see a lot if spiders."
He glanced up at the ladder area, "Hmm, I wonder what the upstairs is like," Chauncey muttered. For a theatre group, Chauncey didn't think they'd hold such big scale productions. But it turns out what he thinks is large scale isn't. This is small? Chauncey couldn't help but be amazed by everything in the Meiji era.
"I was surprised as well. Before the lights went out I felt a breeze."
"That's the ghost then," the man concluded with a satisfied expression on his face.
