The Late Show, Part 2

[When last we left our frantic late-for-the-wedding guests, they had burst through doors into the church basement, in desperate need to get one floor up, where the ceremony was already in progress.]

Rachel and I needed to find a way upstairs, but in our agitated state there didn’t appear to be an obvious means. There must have been six thousand doors spaced around the sprawling basement, all closed. We frantically began yanking them open to see where they led.

“Classroom!”

“Bathroom!”

“Boiler room!”

The organ music above our heads sounded now like it was taunting us: Having fun without you, having fun without you! (more…)