Almost everything you thought you knew about the Phantom of the Opera was wrong. The general perception of the Opera ghost was a spirit of a man who haunted the theater, murdered occasionally, threatened and managers and frequently occupied box five.

But with Erika being your angel of music...You knew the truth she was no ghost...And no man. She often dressed in handsome mens wear and let the people of the Opera believe the Phantom was a man because it made her reputation a bit more threatening but you knew the truth she was a beautiful woman.

Long waist length, glossy black hair smooth as night, pale smooth skin, tender dark eyes fanned with princess like eye lashes, ruby lips, a beautiful strong alto voice like velvet. She always hid half her face behind her porcelain white mask and dressed in the finest men's wear rich suits, lush capes, white gloves and hats and boots but somehow it all suited her. She smelled of roses and night and adored you with a fierce passion that only two women could feel for eachother...

Yet another reason for her to hide beneath the Opera house...Yet another mark of shame for her...But she loved you too much to care. Adored you and your voice fiercely.

She writes music for you, stages accidents so you can go on and sing in the big roles instead of the prinicpal actors and she has a rather lovely gothic layer on a lake under the Opera house she keeps taking you down to.

She currently sits at her piano, her beautiful rich voice humming a tune to herself as she transcribes some of her work to herself, as you watch her compose.