[Anton's P.O.V]
I wanted to inform Kirk, but I was afraid of drawing attention or disturbing this group – or, more accurately, these ghosts. They were ghosts who shouldn't appear during the day! As I stood among the incoming ghosts, I recognized a few familiar faces.
I was shocked and urgently tried to signal Kirk that we had been discovered. The warning from last night suddenly echoed in my ears, like the middle-aged man was whispering in my ear. My heart raced, and I looked around, but there was nothing.
The arriving ghosts took their seats one by one in the audience section, and some of them were engaged in conversation.
"How has three years passed so quickly? I feel like I haven't woken up yet."
"Who said that? The opera is about to perform again. I wonder, in these three years since we last saw her, has that actress become even more beautiful?"
"You old man, at your age, you're still thinking about watching beautiful she-wolves!"
