The Opera ghost's whisper

I do not own anything

Chap 1

To whoever is reading this, my name is Julian Walker, I am an Architect. And this is a story about how everything that I used to know, everything in my life, that changed forever in one fateful night.

You know, there were a lot of mysterious things that happened around the world that past century. They were strange rare, but that didn't mean they didn't happen. The story I am about to tell you is one of them. And to tell the truth, I wouldn't have believed in them if I didn't see it with my own eyes. I was there and even still now, it still felt like a dream to me.

A nightmare, but I wouldn't want to forget it or even change one bit detail about it for a better one.

Because that strange event changed my life forever.

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" Julian, my boy, how are you tonight?" a langer man crushed me in a hug, crying. " man, I missed you so much."

" Russell, let's go of me, you are making a scene that I would rather not be in it." I said annoying with my best friend since high school.

" Juliana, you should light up a bit you know."

" hah, hah, very funny, don't call me that you big softy bear." I pushed him away.

" sure, sure, Mr. Grumpy, anyway, what do you think of my Opera house?" Russell asked me. " this will be my first show, and this event will be the re-opening Opera house's event."

" well, it is big and old, why didn't you repair it- is that thing going to fall on my head?" I looked up to the ceiling, it looked scary enough.

" it is not like I don't want to, my friend, but everytime I tried to have someone help repair this place, something happened." Russell sighed. " like last month, Danny, the Architect I hired to desigh a new look for this Opera house came here and went home with a broken arm."

" and I am here to be the next victim?"

" well…"

" or is there anything else you want to tell me?"

" ah, well, look, Julian, you are really good at music, I mean you are really good, you wrote an Opera in less than two hours, your voice is better than any singer in this world, you know everything that need to know about being a composer, then why the hell did you choose to be an architect? Don't waste your talent like that, come and help me…" Russell said . " Rachel and I are going to have a baby, so I will need some help with this Opera house."

" a baby?"

" yes, in less than eight months it seems..."

" you are going to have a baby?" I asked, raising my eyebrow. " in less than eight months…. That mean the little one must be one month old ….and only now that you tell me."

" well, I want to give you a surprise.."

" yes, you terrified me to dead with your stories! So, planning the little one's name yet?"

"well, I don't know yet… but if it is a girl, we want to name her Juliana."

" very funny, Russell, do you see me laughting?"

" yeah, I thought so, too. But Rachel loves the name."

" like I would believe you, bald head."

"well, those aren't the only reason why you are here. you see, today is your birthday…"

"it is?"

" hah, hah, you are the only man that wouldn't remember his own birthday, anyway, today is your birthday, and I wanted to give you something special…"

" so you chose today to open your Opera house?"

"well, not only that, tonight will be the first show … so I want to play something special… something like… 'Phantom of the Opera house…' " Russell smirked.

" yeah, very sp…" wait a minutes, did my ears just play a trick on me? or I just heard that Russell said the first opera that would be played in his new Opera house was 'Phantom of the Opera house'. " wait, Russell, you said… 'Phantom of the Opera house'? you mean as in…."

"yes, the original one. From your favorite author."

" oh my god, if you were a woman and single, I would have married you."

" then I am glad that I am not. And this is your ticket."

I looked down at the ticket Russel gave me. " box 5?"

"yes, do you know the legend of this Opera house?"

" the legend?"

"yes." Russell laughted. " they said that 'Phantom of the Opera house' was a real story and this Opera house was where the tragic story happened."

"oh dear, I am so in love with you right now."

" I knew you would like this present I got you more than a limo."

" agree, this is the best present ever."

" anyway, go on, and enjoy the show."

He is back…..

" huh?" I looked around. " hey, Rus."

"what is it?" Russell turned back.

" did you say something?"

" no why?"

"well, i…." I though for a second, may be it was just a misunderstanding. " never mind, go back to work, manager."

" no need to call me that, Jully." He said, raising eyebrow before he walked back to the door that was for manager only.

The phantom is back….

I heard voices again, but this time I ignored it. Maybe it was all just and illusion.

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after I found my box, I sat down and enjoy the show. The view was awesome, I would say, it was the box that closest to the stage, I could even see the actors's faces.

" wow, this is so cool." I looked around, this wasn't the first time I went to an Opera house but this was the first time I got to sit in a box.

He is here…

He is here…

Tell her…

Tell everyone… he is back…

" huh?" I looked around again, I was sure that I was alone in this box, then why did I heard voices? those whispers….

I suddently felt rather cold. " don't tell me this place is too old that it got…urn… imporsible, I don't believe in those things."

I sat back as the show started.

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" Christine, go… please just go and forget about everything, forget about me… but if you can find in your heart someway, please forgive my sins…"

Everytime I watched this scece I always felt more emotional than usual, people can see me as a tought guy who wasn't easy to let anyone see his tears, but watching this, always made me want to cry.

Then it happened.

Something happened.

When it has come to the final duel between Christine Daae and Raoul De Chagny, her fiancée.

Everything happened so fast.

I could barely tell what was happening.

Everything around me was shaking. Chaotic.

Everyone was screaming.

Yet the only voice I could heard was….

A whisper.

In the darkness.

The whisper that lead me into a whole new world. Dark. Yet so templing.

You came back….

( the end)

Note : okay, okay, I am kidding, this is another long story, probably around 10 chapter.