Prologue - Love Never Dies

Fantasma, city of wonders.
Mister Y presents marvelous astonishments, human prodigies.
The Ohlala Girl.
Five preformances dailiy.
Christine Diae, the soprano of the century.
Gone, all gone.
Yes theres nothing left, nothing but ghosts.
But I knew youd come back Madam Giry.
You!
Youre still here.
Of course were still here, the freaks, the monsters, the bizzare, where else could we exist but here?
And after the tradegy, after the master dissapeared with the child, After the fire that consumed every thing.
His dream, our dream.
Remember how it was, remember?
Coney isle glistening and glimmering, rising bright, drenched with light.
See it smile, beckoning and shimmering, all agleam like a dream.
Every fantasy set free.
Stardom rising by the sea.
Coney isle, miracle on miracle, sweet and sound, all around.
My my my.
Loud and lewd and lyrical.
Thrill on thrill, never still.
All America was there.
Bigger next to billionaire.
In they came, chasing sensation and romance.
Eyes that flame desperate for pleasures yet unkown.
Night and day pouring in by the hundreds of thousands.
Swept away, as their every desire was made real