Chapter 1 "Haunting and Beautiful Music"
Christine wiped a tear from her eye as she watched her husband Raoul leave in his carriage. He was going to Germany to help a family friend through some finical difficulties. Christine sighed and went back into her and Raoul's beautiful country home. Christine did not cry because her husband was leaving but because the torture was about to begin. If she were not around Raoul, her Angel of Music, The Opera Ghost would sing to her. His singing used to be soothing to Christine but ever since she had betrayed him the music had been sad and lonely. Right as Christine finished her thought the maid Nicolette came to her and said: " I'm sorry Mrs. That your husband has left, --" " Thank You" Christine said thinking the conversation was over. "Mrs. What would you like for supper?" Nicolette said back to Christine. "Oh, I'm not hungry thank you though." Christine said very politely. Even after a year Christine had not gotten used to the fact that people waited on her hand and foot. Christine walked up the beautiful staircase and into the room that her and Raoul slept in. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the bathtub, and then she added a little cold by turning the other brass handle. Christine undressed and got into the steamy water. Christine relaxed and tried to forget about Erik, The Opera Ghost.
Christine soaked in the water for a while and then got out, and wrapped a towel around her skinny body. She then walked back out to the bedroom. She put on her corset and dressing gown; she slipped a lacy white robe over it and walked down the stairs. The maids had gone to bed and the big house was empty and dark. Christine walked into the living room that had a large grandfather clock, a couch, chairs and a huge fireplace. She walked over to one of the chairs and sat down, she turned the knob on the gaslight that was on the small table next to her. The whole room lit up and the light shined into the hall. Christine reached under the chair and hidden beneath the fabric of the it was ink, a pen and Christine's diary. The leather diary was trimmed with gold and in the middle it had the cursive letters C.D. that stood for Christine Daae. Daae was her maiden name. Yes now she was Viscountess Christine De Chany. Christine opened the book and on the first page it said:
My Darling Christine,
Fill these pages with your secret thoughts and wishes.
But most of all fill these pages with music.
I Will Love You Always,
Your Father
Christine could still here her fathers voice reading it to her. Her father gave the diary to her when she was seven the day she begin school at Le' Opera Populaire, she wrote in it almost everyday since then. Christine sighed and turned to a new page in the middle of the book. She looked at the flame from the gas light then wrote:
December 4th 1872
Dear Diary,
Raoul has left me to this big empty house. He has only been gone for an hour or so yet I am all ready feeling quite lonely. I have not heard of Erik yet I am sure he will keep me from my sleep tonight though with his haunting and beautiful music. I am contemplating weather or not to go see my beloved Erik at the Opera house while Raoul is away. I am trying to forget the past and move on with my life with Raoul but it is not working out at easily as I had planed.
- Christine
Christine put the diary, ink and pen back under the chair as she had found it. She then picked up the gaslight and walked back to the staircase. As she walked up the first 3 steps she heard the grandfather clock chime 9:00. Christine walked to her room and sat the gaslight down. She pulled back the blue sheets and got into bed, she turned down the light and quickly fell asleep.