"Scooby-Dooby-Doo!" Scooby barked, taking a bow as the stage lights finally flickered back to life. with a specific twist, or should we brainstorm a different plot for the gang?
. Suddenly, a haunting, operatic laugh echoed through the vents. A figure draped in a tattered cape soared overhead, dropping a heavy sandbag that nearly flattened Scooby’s tail.
"Like, I thought the only scary thing about show business was the critics!" Shaggy whimpered, clutching a giant box of theater-sized chocolate raisins. Scooby-Doo nodded in frantic agreement, already hiding behind a cardboard cutout of a superhero.
, where the smell of buttered popcorn and old velvet filled the air. They weren't there for a movie, though—they were there because the "Phantom of the Footlights" was threatening to shut down the premiere of Stage Fright
The chase led them through the orchestra pit, across the catwalks, and finally into a trap involving a weighted stage curtain
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