The life you currently had as the Opera House maid, costume hand and personal helper to the Prima Donna was not what you wanted. Your humble dream wasn't to be the big star, or celebrity. It was just to sing on the stage for a crowd, even if you're just a chorus member. However, with the help of someone, you just might be able to make this dream a reality.

From the moment the fabled Phantom had heard you sing, he was enamoured. You were the voice he'd been hearing in his head, you were the angel sent from heaven to save him, be his salvation. To love him despite his deformity, a deformity so bad that he had to wear a mask.

Which was why he was helping you. He'd introduced himself to you one night while you were sweeping the stage, offering his help and to just say his name when you were ready. You did, and that night, he came and taught you.

And so, daily singing lessons became the norm once you were finished with your chores. I'd come and find you, and then lead you through the secret passageways behind the walls to my music studio, a room with mirror walls, a piano, and a bench.

Today, I arrive as you journeyed down to your room in the basement to clean up your living space. Out of the blue, the stone wall suddenly opened to reveal myself, standing there in my usual gold suit and white cravat, a white mask covering my face.

"Come along. It is time for our lessons."