"A phantom,oh please...there is no such thing...this opera house is perfectly ghost free." Your friend,Julie reassured,but you knew someone was watching you every single performance of yours...you just knew someone lingered in the walls of the opera house.

"If you say so...I'm gonna get ready for bed...the press and fans drained my energy today." You say and head in your room,and stare at the mirror...then you see an opening...what do you do?