The girl woke up early the next morning with the sun beaming down on her face. At first she had forgotten where she was but when she saw the dust whirling around her and the broken statue she was leaning against on she remembered. She was sore from the bruises she had gotten and was feeling a bit weak. She carefully got up holding on to the wall for support. Her clothes were still damp and she knew she had a cold. She brushed aside the bits of hair that were in her face and walked to the window. Her blue eyes diolated to the brightness from the window as she slowly walked towards it. She looked through the crack noticing the average day people walking around without a care in the world. The girl was hypnotized with the people until she heard a crack from above. She quickly looked up to see what had made that noise but shrugged it off when she found nothing. " Probably just a bird or something." she yawned as she walked back to the cloth. She put it over her shoulders and felt the warmth from the warm fabric. But when she looked down she found something lying there for her. There in front of her was a piece of bread with milk. The girl looked at the bread and drooled as she picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth. She hadn't eaten a real meal in days and was thankful for anything she would have gotten. As she finished it she grew curious in how the bread and milk had gotten there. As she looked around the disearted building she couldn't find out the reason why. She decided it wasn't important and laid back down. She flinched in pain as she hit a bruise and tears started to form in her eyes. She had no idea what she would do now. She planned on looking for her father but where would she find him? The only clue she had was the picture her mother left. The girl sighed as she looked up at the ceiling. Little rays of sunlight were leaking through and the girl absorbed the warmth. Her blues eyes glittered in the sunlight and her hair looked like it had just been groomed. She felt cold tears run down her face as she realized that she was finally free from that living hell of an orphanage. She was finally away from the place and she sighed with relief. As she sat there for a hour she got up and started to walk around the buliding. The place had defn. been burnt down and was beyond repair. She tried to imagine this place in activity with thousands of people laughing and happy. The girl had never knew these feelings before and tried to imagine what this place was like before. But no matter how hard she tried she just couldn't think. The girl soon decided to climb the stairway as she left fresh footprints in the dusty stairs. She turned to her right traveling down the hallway. She was amazed in how big the place was and wondered how long ago it was burnt down. She soon stopped walking when she found a poster with a beautiful woman standing in a red and black dress staring at her. The girl was awed by the beauty of the poster and read the posters title over and over again " Don Juan Triumphant" rang the words in her head. The girl was also awed in how much she looked just like the women in the picture. She must have been the same age as her and they looked just alike! The only thing different with the girl in the picture and her was that they had different colored eyes and a little different shaping in the face. The girl had blue eyes and the one in the picture had brown. Their noses we slightly different too and the girl staring at the picture had a birthmark in the shape of lip mark on the right side of her face. She smiled at the beauty which was displayed in front of her. She wondered what this place was and who was the mysterious girl.

" Hey you there!" said a voice. The girl whiped around and saw someone in the hallway. The girl began to run in the opposite direction. The girl followed behind and soon caught up to her. " Damn!" thought the girl " I'm to weak to run." She soon ran out of breathe and collapsed onto the floor. She woke up with a women around her 60's staring down at her. She seemed no threat and the expression on her face was so unusual. " CHRISTINE!" yelped the woman. The girl who was still in a daze looked up at the woman and laughed. " No, my name is Olivia" the girl smiled before she passed out in the woman arms. The women smiled as she whispered to the girl. " Hello Olivia, I'm Mdam. Giry."