Matt slipped into the back door of the dome. His huge frame created a dent on the frame, a little stain on his tuxedo, but Matt didn't mind. He pushed through.
He heaved a breath of relief when he was finally through. Now, he was inside. He could stop this wedding.
The back door connected to a room where souvenirs were kept. Gifts of different sizes were wrapped in shiny paper, their reflection almost blinding him.
“Damn!” Matt squeaked as he stubbed his little toe into the table he didn't see.
“Ouch! ouch!! Damnit!” He let out a cry but soon hushed when he saw shadows move in the next room.
“The food has to be given to the guest first but let's wait till they say the vows.”
Someone walked into the room. Matt hid behind the air conditioner, his huge frame was difficult to put behind
