This story takes place about 100 years ago. Pease Auditorium was the Music Building on the campus of Eastern Michigan University located in Ypsilanti, Michigan. All the music classes were hosted in different areas of the building.
So the story goes like this. There were two music students in a relationship. She was a very talented soprano, and he was an equally talented trumpeter. They were very much in love. Anyone who knew them believed that marriage was in their future.
The young man knew he had a prize. She was beautiful, smart, witty, talented, the complete package. And as guys go, he was pretty insecure about holding on to her.
He had an academic class on the other side of campus and was entering the Auditorium to meet his girl for their standing lunch date. He noticed that she was being friendly with a male singer. She introduced the two gentlemen. He tried his best to take it in stride. As the days and weeks went by, it seemed she was friendlier with this new gentleman each time they were in class together. The young trumpet player was starting to get jealous. This guy was in the way and he needed to go, one way or another. Steps to take some drastic measures to assure his removal in motion. Jealousy was overtaking him.
One day, the young trumpeter was again going to meet his girl. He felt the need to enter the auditorium quietly. He heard his girfriend singing. This made him curious. Her class was over, her professor never stayed late, so there was no reason to be singing at this time. He slowly crept up the steps to the balcony. Looked down towards the stage and became enraged. There was his girfriend giving a private performance to this new gentleman. She had only done this for her boyfriend. That was their special thing and now she was sharing it with another man. Incensed with anger, he clandestinely crept down to the front row of the balcony. He sat down in one of his chairs and pulled out the revolver that he acquired for such a situation. Overcome with hatred and jealousy, he pulled the trigger twice hitting both the performer and her lone audience member. Aghast at what he had just done, without any other thought, he turned the gun on himself and pulled the trigger one last time.
For every person that believes in ghosts, there is someone out there who does not believe. This author was part of a group of students on who were hanging out in the auditorium cleaning up after a show. In a moment of silence, they all heard footsteps going up the steps to the balcony. They also saw the chair where this young man supposedly sat flip down. They knew that they were the only ones in the auditorium. The exterior doors were locked and they had just witnessed a ghost.
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