'So strange. Twin Tower City is just so strange. So this is what the outside world is like.'
A sense of justice compelled her; she wanted to rescue this "child" who was clearly being abused.
"It's all right. You don't have to pay them any mind," Grandma Lindsey said suddenly.
"It's all right? Is it really all right?" Astrid asked in disbelief.
"Trust me, dear, it's really all right," Grandma Lindsey said, patting Astrid's hand. "Let's watch the show. The concert is about to begin."
As the Chairman of the Drama Guild, Grandpa Galina had been invited to open the show. He walked onto the small stage in front of the audience, wooden staff in hand, and struck it heavily on the floor three times.
This was the customary signal for the audience to quiet down before a performance began.
Today, however, the audience couldn't be quieted. They broke out into uncontrollable gasps of amazement.
"Whoa—"
"Heavens!"
"The stage is in the sea?"
