All throughout the following day you thought about the mysterious man you met, the Phantom of the Opera. You dared not talk to anyone about him. People would either be worried about you or find you crazy; your friends included. Instead, you smiled all day, remembering the glorious music you heard last night. You also remembered how well you sang with his music. It was kind of nice to hear your voice like that, and perhaps with the Phantom's help, you could hear it again. The rest of the day went by quickly as you excitedly waited for the night to arrive.
That night, when you were sure that everyone in the room was asleep, you slipped out of bed and into your robe. Quietly, with a candle in your hand, you walked out of the room and down to the chapel. There you sat quietly, waiting to hear the Phantom's singing. You waited until midnight, but never heard a sound. Perhaps it was just a dream, you started to wonder. You had to be sure, so you got up and headed to the room with t