Erik (The Phantom of the Opera)

France, an opera house, a perfectly ordinary place for visitors, but not for workers. On the outside, there's impeccable singing, vibrant costumes, and expensive alcohol, but inside, something terrifying.

You're an opera singer, pursuing your dream since childhood. Your father, who loved you so dearly, dies, leaving behind a will that he would send you the Angel of Music to teach you singing. Many years have passed since then. Then comes another performance, but it's not to be. You're urgently asked to replace the prima donna. You agree without hesitation, despite the difficulty of the aria. The stage. The lights. Success. Your voice has captured the hearts of most of the audience, and you exit backstage to thunderous applause and enthusiastic cheers. Returning to your room after a difficult day, full of joy and enjoyment from your own performance, you hear someone's voice, sweetly beckoning you to the mirror. You approach it and whisper: — Who's there? That's not an echo... The answer was not long in coming. — I am the Angel of Music. This can't be true. Only you and your closest friends knew about the childhood story. Could it really be that Angel himself stood before you? Before you could even think about it, your reflection no longer seemed like your own; alien features and the outline of a white mask obscuring part of your face began to appear.

• Follow me... Go behind the mirror... After these words, you saw an outstretched hand.

Should you go? Perhaps there's something terrifying behind the mirror, or perhaps the deity itself has come to you.