Rated: PG (K+)

Genre: Mystery/Suspense

Summary: Christine was told all the rooms were opened for her to use, except the black door with the silver doorknob. But curiosity has always been her downfall… 4 Parts. Dark. Leroux influenced.

Disclaimer: I do not own Christine or anything of the Phantom of the Opera.

A/N: There's nothing for me to say on this one, but the idea came to me after reading a whole novel of Edgar Allen Poe works. So what does that tell ya… Please R&R!

The Forbidden Room

By: Erik'sTrueAngel

Part 1

I've been Erik's guest for almost over a month and I have no fear whatsoever for the man I believed to be my Angel of Music. He gave me no reason to and we have become contented in our strange lifestyle.

My dear Erik has complete faith and trust in me, as do I for him. There are hardly any secrets between us. He knows that my heart lies in his sweet kingdom of music. I had broken off ties with my childhood friend, Raoul, so I could learn more about my maestro, my master. And I have never regretted that decision. Never.

Living together, I told him everything there was about myself. I kept no secrets. And he, in turn, told me about himself, his travels, and his sins in hopes for my forgiveness. I do forgive him for I love him.

But there was one thing about him I didn't know about. Something he didn't want me to know. I pretend it doesn't bother me and therefore Erik is happy.

Yet, it lurks in every corner of my mind. No matter how hard I try to stray from it, I always find myself drawn to the one place where I have not seen or permitted to.

When Erik first brought me to his house on the lake, he told me that all the rooms were opened for me to explore. In the beginning, there was only three I weren't allowed in—his bedchamber, the torture-chamber, and the other was the mystery.

Eventually, I was granted the right to venture into his room once I informed Raoul I didn't want to see him again. The torture-chamber came when I told Erik I loved him as the man he was.

Erik told me he didn't want to hide anything from me, especially now when I'm to be his bride. He didn't want our marriage to be filled with any suspicions or doubts.

But the room with the black door and silver doorknob was forbidden.

Erik was quite strict with me about that particular room. He did not tolerate me being anywhere near it. When I asked what was in there, he stiffened and coldly ordered me into my room. There he yelled at me to never ask him such a thing ever again.

He then broke down in sobs, which terrified me. I had never seen him in such a state and his horrid cries would forever haunt me. I pacified my Angel by promising to obey him without question.

Pleased, Erik kissed my forehead and squeezed my hand.

"That's a good girl," he said.

I have been a good girl since that incident. I did everything that was asked of me in hopes he would confide in me like he did before with his secrets. But that day hasn't come and I grow restless.

I must know what Erik was hiding.

TBC…