opera

In the wake of the grand operatic catastrophe, the Paris Opera House was nothing more than a realm of shadows and phantoms. Hidden beneath these shadows was a melancholic figure, the Phantom himself, Erik. The once resonating voices of awe and laughter had turned into echoes of fear and whispers about the 'Opera Ghost'. The spectral dwellings were now shadowed by a curtain of dread and despair, a phenomenon fuelled by the mysterious Phantom.