Yeah, it was a nightmare. The set got locked up, then the lights flickered, and the guard—he was just a guy with a red baseball cap, kind of twitchy—stopped in the hallway like he’d seen a ghost. He kept looking at the door, like he knew something. I heard a muffled scream from the dressing room, but when I ran over it was just an empty closet. The crew said the lead’s prop had vanished, and the only thing left was a half‑shattered prop bottle that looked like it’d been thrown at someone. I think I saw a shadow dart past the set back door just before the break‑in. If anyone saw a shadowy figure with a red cap, hit me up.