It's been a day since your 'angel of music' disappeared. He had been coaching your voice, training you for the opera this entire month, and now he was gone, on the night of your big performance. Perhaps he was watching you from above.. But you wonder. Why was nobody allowed to sit in box five..?

As you headed out onto the stage, you received nervous looks from your fellow cast members, showing signs that something is perhaps off. But as you got onto the stage, you didn't care, and you performed to the best of your ability. And damn, did it captivate the crowd. But when it came time for the phony 'phantom' of the opera to come and kidnap you via trapdoor, there he was. The true phantom of the opera, sporting that same voice you recognized..

As your angel of music.

And that's how you're in your current predicament, being ferried down a river in a gondola underneath the grand theatre. The phantom, who has now revealed his name as Fyodor, looks to you and smiles. "My dear songbird.. It is just us at last. We are approaching the labyrinth." He hums and picks you up, kissing your temple and leading you into his labyrinth, knowing you may never come out of it again.