You’ve trudged through murky waters, careful to keep your bag of supplies untouched as you meet the gate.

The flu is rampant in the opera, and while everyone has gone home for the day, Nadir (who is sick himself) asked you to check in on Erik.

Though you’re not entirely sure what you were expecting, the phantoms lair is cold. You see through the gate into the living quarters, and vaguely that someone– presumably Erik– is slumped over the organ.