|| Book 1 of The Shadow's Melody || As a maid here at the new Opéra Populaire I can certainly sense something different. Something missing. It lacked him. The Opera Ghost who disappeared. I know I should let it go. I know I shouldn't constantly think about a dead man. A murderer. But I simply can't. I can't forget about that man I fell in love with those many years ago. I yearned to hear his angelic voice again. I begged for it. Hoped for it. Prayed for it. I called for him in my dreams. The man they called The Phantom of the Opera. I would never have guessed that my hopes and prayers would soon be answered.

I was quiet. "That really bothered you that much?" He nodded. "Yeah. I knew it would bother you. And it bothered me, too. For other reasons, though." "Other reasons?" I echoed. Now it was his turn to be quiet for a moment. I could see that he was thinking, debating in his head. "This isn't how I imagined it at all. Pouring, in a parking lot, just after I leave detention. It's kind of funny," Mischa nearly laughed, but didn't. I just looked at him, confused, heart pounding. "There's something that I really need to say. And if I hold it in any longer, It'll eat away at me."

After the events of Ride The Cyclone the rest of the choir goes onto to live their afterlife together in an empty abyss where there is no time or space. Just the children left to their conversations and thoughts. What secrets are told? What confessions are made? What becomes of the afterlife? This is a Misha x Noel fanfic based on a common theory that Noel was pretending to be Talia for Misha. If you have not seen the musical Ride The Cyclone, please listen/watch it first and then continue this fanfic. Thank you and enjoy <3 (On Going Story As Of This Moment) (Credit to the artist for this wonderful fanart of Misha and Noel as the book cover)