Phantom of the night
"Track down this murderer, he must be found…" The creature opened up his eyes and jumped violently out of his bed. It was one of those nightmares again. He felt a trickle of sweat beneath the mask and he took it off to breathe. He was finally normal, he could be normal only with himself. The figure walked around the eternal darkness as he remembered those events from five years ago. The woman that he really loved and to this day the only woman who has captured his heart, Christine Daae. "She's not Daee anymore remember? She is married, she's a Dechagny now!" the voice in his head muttered as he sunk down to his knees and cried.
Part 1
"Past the point of no return…" Christine remember that time and place where she met the man they called the Phantom. He was nothing but a man and yet there were so many things that he had to offer. He was a genius.
"Christine, are you ready" Raoul stormed into the room as he grabbed the luggage. She was in another time and place staring out of the window.
"Christine, hurry up. Emile is waiting for us in the carriage." Raoul said in a demanding tone.
She was a poor fool in love five years ago, now the life of a wealthy married woman seemed so indifferent to her, dull. She wondered if the man they called The Phantom still existed, she wondered if the man who kidnapped her and professed her undying love to her and her voice was still alive. The man, still haunted her thoughts, as she found herself thinking about him often.
"I'll be there soon" she replied calmly. Upon hearing this Raoul abandoned the room.
Remember when you saw the day
There in your eyes, you begged me to stay
Remember that faithful night
When you wanted me to be your bride?
Think of the things we'll never do
There will never be a moment when I won't think of you
Will you ever feel the same?
Can this deep hunger ever be tamed?
I remember when the night became the day
When with your eyes you begged me to stay
A life was born out of that day
An unknown love here in my heart lies.
"Christine I love you…" she remembered those words as tears started rolling down her cheeks. She knew that there was no turning back after the past five years. Her thoughts turned to Emile as her young son had been interested in music in such an early age. She was ecstatic of course that her son would follow in her footsteps and his father's.