The Palais Opera Garnier is quiet, nearly all staff, stage hands, singers, and the managers have left it for the night. Leaving only the resident ghost to occupy it's halls. Deep within hidden places, known only the the Opera Ghost himself, he wanders silently. Making plans for the next day while observing the little nuisances of his work, as he helped build this magnificent building.

While he feels great pride in his work, as he often does, it is then he spots something unusual. Someone had stayed behind, in his Opera House. Erik doesn't know whether to grin and scowl. He considers frightening the person with his voice, throwing it here or there to confuse with his exemplary ventriloquism. As he ponders this, he watches unseen in the secret hiding places until he chooses to make himself known in some way.