After the show, Hayley and the ballets gather around Tyler, filled with joy and excitement for him, but they are quickly silenced by Madame Jenna.

She looks at the boy with approval.

"Yes, you did well. He will be pleased."

She turns to Hayley and the ballets.

"And you. You were a disgrace tonight! Such ronds de jambe! Such temps de cuisse! Come, we rehearse!"

She bangs her cane.

"Now!"

Hayley and the ballets go to rehearse, with Madame Jenna continuing to bang her cane.

As Tyler goes to his dressing room, he hears the Phantom's voice.

Brava, brava, bravissima

(Hayley)
Tyler, Tyler

(The Phantom)
Tyler...

Tyler is bewildered by the voice, but turns in surprise when he sees Hayley, who takes his hands with excitement.

(Hayley)
Where in the world have you been hiding?
Really you were perfect!
I only wish I knew your secret!
Who is the new tutor?

Tyler enters his dressing room, while Hayley follows behind.

(Tyler)
Father once spoke of an angel
I used to dream he'd appear
Now as I sing I can sense him
And I know he's here

Here in this room he calls me softly
Somewhere inside hiding
Somehow I know he's always with me
He the unseen genius

(Hayley)
I watched your face from the shadows
Distance through all the applause
I hear your voice in the darkness
Yet the words aren't yours

(Tyler)
Angel of Music!
Guide and guardian!
Grant to me your glory!

(Hayley)
Who is this Angel?
This...

(Both)
Angel of Music!
Hide no longer!
Come to me, strange Angel!

Tyler looks to his friend; darkly.

He's with me even now...

Hayley takes his hands; bewildered.

Your hands are cold

All around me...

Your face, Tyler. It's white

It frightens me...

Don't be frightened

The two friends looked at each other with assurance, but they were soon interrupted by Madame Jenna.

"Hayley Williams, are you a dancer?"

The girl nods.

"Then come and practice."

Hayley leaves and goes to join the dancers. Madame Jenna looks at Tyler and hands him something.

"My dear, I was asked to give this to you."

She hands him a note, then leaves the dressing room and goes back to rehearsal with Hayley and the ballets.

Curious about the strange note, Tyler opens it and reads it.

"A red scarf, in the attic. Little Lotte."

~

Meanwhile, Gerard, Eshleman, Iero, and his wife Mrs. Iero, make their way backstage. They are in high spirits.

"A tour de force!" Eshleman cried. "No other way to describe it!"

"What a relief!" Iero added. "Not a single refund!"

Mrs. Iero scoffed.

"Greedy."

"Frank, I think we've made quite a discovery in Mr. Joseph!"

He turns to Gerard.

"Here we are, Monsieur Way."

"Thank you." Gerard replied. "Gentlemen, if you wouldn't mind. This is one visit I should prefer to make unaccompanied."

Eshleman smiled.

"As you wish, Monsieur."

They all smile and walk off.

"They appear to have met before." Iero said.

Gerard knocked on the door of Tyler's dressing room and entered.

"Tyler Robert Joseph, where is your red scarf?"

"Monsieur?"

"You can't have lost it. After all the trouble I took. I was nearly 14 and soaked to the skin."

He recognizes Gerard's voice.

"Because you had run into the sea to fetch my scarf!"

Tyler turns to him and smiles.

"Oh, Gerard! So it is you!"

"Tyler!"

They embrace and laugh, then Tyler moves away and sits at his dressing table.

Gerard begins to recall the memories they spent together.

(Start song)

Little Lotte let his mind wander...

"You remember that too."

Little Lotte thought, am I fonder of dolls...

(Both)
Or of goblins or shoes...

(Tyler)
Or of riddles, of flocks...

"Those picnics in the attic."

Or of chocolates...

"Father playing the violin."

"As we read to each other dark stories of the North."

(Tyler)
No what I love best, Lotte said
Is when I'm asleep in my bed
And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head

(Both)
The Angel of Music sings songs in my head

Tyler looks at Gerard, who kneels down next to him; taking his hand.

"Father said, "when I'm in Heaven, child, I will send the Angel of Music to you." Well, father is dead, Gerard, and I have been visited by the Angel of Music."

"No doubt of it."

Gerard stood up.

"And now we'll go to supper."

"No, Gerard, the Angel of Music is very strict!"

"I shan't keep you up late!"

"No, Gerard. Things have changed!"

"You must change. I must get my hat. Two minutes."

He turns to leave, but looks back at Tyler.

"Little Lotte."

~

As he hurries out of his dressing room, Tyler stands up from his chair and calls to him.

"Gerard!"

Afraid, he goes back into his dressing room and locks the door.

"Things have changed, Gerard!"

Suddenly, Tyler hears the Phantom's voice from behind the mirror.

(The Phantom)
Insolent boy!
This slave of fashion!
Basking in your glory!

Ignorant fool!
This brave young suitor!
Sharing in my triumph!

(Tyler)
Angel, I hear you speak!
I listen
Stay by my side
Guide me!

Angel, my soul was weak
Forgive me
Enter at last, master!

(The Phantom)
Flattering child, you shall know me
See why in shadow I hide
Look at your face in the mirror
I am there inside!

Tyler turns and sees the Phantom's figure through the mirror.

(Tyler)
Angel of Music!
Guide and guardian!
Grant to me your glory!

Angel of Music!
Hide no longer!
Come to me, strange Angel!

(The Phantom)
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me, Angel of Music

Spellbound to the Phantom's voice, Tyler walks towards the shimmering glass.

Meanwhile, Gerard has returned. When he hears the voice, he tries to open the door.

"Whose is that voice?! Who is that in there?!"

As Tyler approaches the mirror, it opens to reveal the Phantom; glowing in the shadows.

He reaches forward and takes Tyler's hand.

(The Phantom)
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me, Angel of Music

Tyler disappears through the mirror.

Gerard enters the dressing room, only to find it completely empty.

He gasps.

"Tyler! Angel!"