Five years, five long lonely years. Everything was gone, his music, his life, her. Down below the ashes of the opera house he wasted away. Now the ashes were being brought up to another fine opera house. He didn't care, until a song played. A song sparked life into his lonely soul. I do not own Erik, Nadir, Christine, Raoul any other phantom characters that come up. I only own Ada, Denis and the father.All Rights Reserved