'What the heck did I just watch just now?'
Phineas Flinch thought, looking up at Aiden on the ground. The scene had ended just now as he had stopped acting, but the audition he had watched kept repeating in his mind like it was on loop.
He kept asking himself what he had just watched till now.
The hairs on his arms were standing, and although he knew that there was no ghost in the room, Phineas felt that there was really something.
Aiden's performance had made him and the other people in the room believe that.
If he was being honest, he wasn't expecting too much from Aiden. He was a director that only wanted perfection and nothing else. Aiden was a good actor in his eyes, but Phineas believed that he was different from what he imagined Finn to be in his mind.