"Its been a month and no sign of him Felipe, maybe he really is gone?"
My wife Anna and I where moving curiously around the Opera Populaire trying to decide if we should try to reopen it. We purchased it from Andre; well more like took it off his hands. After the fire he had been trying to give it away for sometime but to many people in Paris had either experienced or had someone here that night. "Anna where are you?"
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"So you've been in hiding all this time?"
He was still here but he didn't try and attack me, he just wondered what was happening to his Opera house. "Yes, but I would rather be talking about the future of this place"
"I own half of this place and my husband owns the other half. I'll have to talk to him but… I see no reason why you couldn't stay here. I just don't know if we can pay you as much and Andre did"
"Why are you willing to help me?"
I hung my head for a moment then lifted it to meet his eyes, "How old are you?"
He seemed confused but simple said, "No older then 25"
I smiled a small smile and said, "I had a child, she would be 19 this week"
He just stood there motions less, "I gave her up when she was 2. She's always hated me and when she was 10 I heard she ran away"
"If you left her how do you know she hated you?"
"When she left she left a note that said, "If you come after me you will find blood in the darkness. And if the one who all would call my mother finds this left her know no one could know better hatred"
I looked up and he was gone, "Anna!"
I turned to see Felipe as he said, "Let's get the papers ready and start fixing this place! Its beautiful here!"
I smiled as we headed out, I looked behind me and saw a faint outline of The Phantom Of The Opera…