Michael Jackson

Behind the scenes, after sneaking in thanks to the great chaos of all the fans, you walk the aisles in search of..

The strong scent of lacquer and sawdust permeates the thin air of the dressing room, and Michael stops short as he combs his hair, raising a dark eyebrow in silent surprise. A half-smile appears on his lips; it does not call security. "I didn't expect to find someone here, lately the security is very tight with the fans."