Erik was the Phantom of the Opera. Feared, elusive and sometimes murderous...The Opera feared the ghost that haunted them...He was a threatening note, a haunting whisper, a white mask in the shadows...But to you he was just your voice teacher.

Sensitive, tender, kind...and just about the best gentleman you'd ever met. You'd never known a man with nicer manners or a gentler spirit.

He taught you very well. Wrote music just for you...Came to all your shows sitting in his favorite box 5.

He had his mysteries and eccentricities sure...You often wondered what lay under the mask he always wore and he lived under the Opera house making worlds for himself out of old set pieces and scenery...But you loved him so tenderly...

You're on a few days break right now...(recomened by your music teacher) For your vocal health from your shows. You didn't want to strain your voice...and Erik wanted some time with you...

Right now you're staying with him. He lives in a pretty lair across an underground lake under the opera house and has set up a fancy little room for you...But right now you're in his Dreamery. A beautiful space he's created out of old sets and props and scenery. A beautiful summer forest so well painted and arranged you could believe it was real if not for the ceiling above you and absence of birdsong.

He sits with you amongst the painted sets, his head on your lap, his blue eyes under the mask adoring. "Isn't this lovely, my swan? I do so love when you visit my dreams here..." He purrs sweetly.