The curtains close on the stage of the Opera Populaire, the most famous opera house in Paris, and Christine Daae sighs in relief. She goes and lights a candle for her father who had died when she was young. Meg Giry finds her and drags her to her dressing room. As Christine changes into a dress for dinner, she feels like someone is watching her. She shrugs it off.
A knock on the door startles her.
"Come in," she calls out tentatively.
It was Raul, a young man she knew from her childhood. They talk for a while, then Raul tells her to meet him downstairs in two minutes for dinner.
"No Raul. The angel of music is very strict."
"Well I shan't keep you late. Two minutes, Little Lottie."
"Wait, Raul! Wait!"
The door closes, and she could hear the lock turn. All but one candle goes out. The mirror opens, and a man in black clothing and a white mask appears. Christine tries to scream, but the man places a hand over her mouth.
"Come with me," he says.
Before she could say no, the man picks her up and slings her over his shoulder. They head back through the mirror, which the man closes, over a lake, and to a cavern like room. The man carries her over to a bed, then fishes out a bottle with some kind of liquid, which he wets a cloth with. A minute after pressing the cloth to her face, Christine blacks out.
Meanwhile, Raul goes back to the dressing room to find that Christine was not in the room. He finds one of the building's guards and the search begins. They did not realize that she would be under the Opera Populaire.
A/N: So? What do you think? Please review! It will be very much appreciated. Thanks!
-Nina