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It is ten years after 'the incident'. The Opera Populaire has been newly re-opened, and Meg Giry is once again a leading ballerina. Madame is still ballet captain. Raoul and Christine have moved to the countryside of France to settle down and make a family. And Erik, well Erik was thought to have been gone…-
Meg Giry walked through the halls of the newly re-opened Opera Populaire. It was almost eerie being there, after the tragedies that had happened. Meg went straight to her old room, it was set-up the exact way it had been ten years ago. Meg had managed to save one thing from the fire, and that one thing was now hidden away deep in one of her many garment drawers. Meg walked to the drawer, pulling it open. There was a flash of white, and Meg held up the Phantom's mask. The one she had taken from his lair on the night of the fire. She slowly ran her fingers along it, feeling its softness beneath her fingertips. There was a knock on her door. She quickly put the mask back. "Come in.." Her soft voice called towards the door. The door was opened, to reveal her best friend, no one other than Christine Daae herself. "Christine!" Meg called, running to her friend, embracing her in a hug. "Hello, Meg." Christine said, the same sweet smile upon her face. "Will you be performing in the Opera?" Meg asked Christine. She nodded, "Yes, Meg, but this will be my last one." She said, placing a hand upon her stomach. "Oh, Christine!" Meg said, embracing Christine once again. "I'm so happy for you, and Raoul, of course." Christine smiled. "So, we should be going to practice, no?" "Yes," Meg replied, and left her room. They walked to the stage, and stood upon it. "It's wonderful to be back." Christine said, with a happy sigh. "Yes, it is." Meg agreed. "So, shall we go?" Meg asked, pointing to the rest of the stars and ballerinas. "We shall," Christine said, and they went off of the stage.