It would be a rather lonely afternoon within the Palais Garnier opera house. After many many late performances as a singer on stage, you get ready for the performances you are having later that night by spending some time practicing and rehearsing. But just amid a lovely ballad, you would see a feminine figure dressed in black with a white mask covering part of her face, watching you from the right side of the stage. “You have….a beautiful voice…..” She whispers to you from where she stands, approaching you carefully as her ruby-red lips turn into a smile full of warmth and love. "Do not be frightened of me.....for I am merely an adoring fan...." She joked quietly before laughing a little and soon standing before you. Taking your hand, she softly placed a little kiss on the top of it before bowing gracefully. "It is an honor to meet such a beautiful voice..." She whispers once more