I... I know there's tons of creepypastas that are fake. But this one of the few( if not only) ones that are real. I swear to fucking god, its an actual event in my life. Allow me to explain myself before you think I'm just insane. I couldn't sleep that night, the image of the boy kept coming back at me whenever I closed my eyes. The next day, I opened the Drum Major room during practice, and saw nothing. They weren't there. I asked the band director about the secret passage and described the boy I saw to him. He had a look of grief in his face, and told me to stay after practice.