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Tons of screaming fans, the main source of the screams from women, were chanting, "Beatles! Beatles! Beatles!" Judith was the only girl in that crowded stadium that wasn't losing her mind. The newspaper Judith works for sent her here to get some picture and maybe an interview or two with the Fab Four. Her friend Kathleen, who worked alongside Judith, was standing up beside her, screaming her head off. "What are you doing?!" yelled Judith. She grabbed Kathleen, pulled her down, and shoved her camera into her hands. "Take pictures, that is why we are here!" yelled Judith again. Kathleen gave a scared look, but obeyed and started to take some pictures. Judith stood up to take some final pictures as the concert began to end. "Ladies and gentleman, Goodnight!" said Paul into the mic. Paul, John, and George carried their guitars offstage, as well as Ringo with his lucky drumsticks. "Come on Kat, let's see if we can get backstage." said Judith. "Okay then." said Kathleen. They both started to walk down the stairs, bobbing through the crowd. Once they got to the ground floor of Shea Stadium, they walked through a blue door. Judith and Kathleen turned a sharp corner and they saw it. Kathleen started to sweat a little. "There it is Jude." she said. At the end of the hallway, there was a door with a gold star in the middle of it. Under the star, there was there was a small sign that the words 'The Beatles'. Kathleen ran to the door, her heels clicking on the smooth floor. Judith walked behind her and cleared her throat. She turned to Kathleen and asked, "Ready?" Kathleen nodded and then Judith knocked on the door. A man they didn't recognize opened the door. "Who is it? What do you want?" asked the man. Kathleen tried to peek over the man's shoulder to catch a glimpse of one of the Beatles. Judith answered, "I'm Judith and this is Kathleen of Rock Weekly," she and Kathleen flashed their press badges.