Sometimes, we'll look into a fictional world, and think it would be so amazing if I could live there, among those people that I know so well, even more than even they themselves know.. But, do well really? Do we really want to be involved in such traumatic, problematic worlds where death is so common or disease is left untreated..? Do we really want to endure the suffering that not only the main characters, but the surrounding populace have to go through each and every day..? Do you..? Well.. I did.. Once.. Though, if I look back on that day.. I can honestly admit that I will never want to have it happen any other way.. Who am I? This weird, crazy voice echoing in the darkened mist of your mind?
I am me.. Natasha Wolfe.. And I made a wish once..
A wish to be there..
...In the world among the singers and dancers...
...And murderers and cheats..
...The world of The Phantom of the Opera...
