Sarah fingered the papers slightly, remembering the first time she had heard of the Opera Ghost.
FLASHBACK
"Rose, I doubt that very much…" Sarah was spending a few minutes fixing a skirt on an impatient ballet girl.
"But I swear, its true!" squealed Rose, the girl at the ballet bar.
"Like I said, I doubt very much that the infamous 'Opera Ghost' is snatching stray pins." Sarah stuck in the needle, almost stabbing the ballet girl. "Oh, I do apologize…."
Another ballet girl, Emily, began to step menacingly towards the littlest member of the Ballet Corps: Abby. "Oh…. But that's how it starts, Abby… First he snatches your pins, as a warning! Then he moves on… to your head!" Grasping her throat dramatically, Emily rolled to the floor, twitching a few times, and then lolled her tongue out.
"Emily! You'll frighten her!" Sarah scolded the ballet girl on the floor.
Smirking, Emily began to recite the dance for the night's performance.
"There, all finished." The ballet girl gave a few practice steps, then nodded. As she spun away, Abby walked over to Sarah. Despite being the same age as Sarah, Abby had lived a very sheltered life and acted much younger than her seventeen years.
"Sarah, is the Phantom real?" Abby asked, her small voice wavering.
Sarah didn't answer her. "Is he?" she asked herself. "Could it be..."
The first note had appeared that evening, just moments after Monsieur Andre, Monsieur Firmin, Raoul, Carlotta and Madame Giry recieved notes as well.
Author's Note
Here it is guys! Please excuse the use of non-French names, I'm rather terrible at names...
and a big thank you to Savannah White, who sent me a basket of Oreos.
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