As you can see, my name is Gilles Andre. I live in Paris, France and enjoy it very much. I am the manager of the Opera Populaire. There isn't much to say about myself so let me explain how I came to be involved with the Opera Populaire. Before I worked at the Opera House, I made money in the junk buisness (as my buisness partner Richard Firmin would call it but I prefer scrap metal). After a while, Richard and I decided that it would be interesting to go into show buisness. We heard that M. Leferve, manager to the Opera Populaire at the time, was retiring soon and was looking for a replacment. Immidiately, Richard and I took the job. We soon came to regret it. From the day we arrived there, we knew that there was trouble. Minutes after our arrival, the leading soprano, Carlotta Guidicelli, was hurt. The accident was blamed on the infamous "Phantom of the Opera." Of course, my buisness partner and I laughed and did not pay heed to his warnings (we had been sent a letter by him giving orders on how to run his Opera House). "Accident" after "accident" after "accident" followed, and Richard and I were at a loss for words. Joseph Buquet, a stagehand at the Opera House, was killed. Signora Guidicelli was humiliated on stage after a particularly threatening letter, and we finally began to realize this Phantom's intentions. All we had heard since we came to the Opera House was the name Christine Daae. In every single one of O.G's letters, her name was mentioned. It was obvious that he was after her. Our patron, the Vicomte de Chagny, came up with a brilliant plan for ridding ourselves of the Phantom but sadly, it failed. The Opera Ghost was nevr caught, even after murdering two men in the Opera Populaire. The other to be killed was Ubaldo Piangi, a performer. The Opera House was set on fire by the Phantom. I do not know many of the details on why all of this happened, or what his relationship with Miss Daae was, and that is why I do not have more to tell. This is all I know of the disaster.
