Disclaimers and Other Boring Stuff I have to mention

It was late at night, but I couldn't sleep. Screams of terror jolted me awake each time I closed my eyes. Screams of my family and friends, as the Opera Populaire burned to the ground. They were so excited to see me perform as a ballerina in Don Juan Triumphant, but that just ended in loosing their lives. All I have now is myself, Christine forgot about me as soon as she ran off with Raul, and all my other friends either died, or left the opera house for good. I am the only one who remains now that Opera Populaire was rebuilt. My name is Margaux Petit, and this is the story of my life after the Phantom.