"Christine, come back!" the Phantom pleaded. But to no avail. Christine had left him behind, left him to go be with Raoul, the Viscount de Chagny. The happy sounds of their merry laughter echoed down the dark walls of the Phantom's Layer. They were free of him at last free to create their own life together. They would be married and have children. They would live a life happy and carefree, free of the Phantom.
The Phantom had no such option. All he had was the dark Layer, which he had run to as a child. Could even Madame Giry help him now? He doubted it. Did she even remember that he was down here in this dark, dark Layer? Well yes she had to. Who could forget him? Burning green eyes stared into the darkness around him, while his dark hair swept across his forehead, cutting jagged edges across his white mask. No one could forget him once they saw him. So handsome was he, apart from the mask which hid his unknown deformity. Enough to make any girl swoon, even Madame Giry had when she was a kid. After bringing him down to the Layer she took the bag off of his head and stared deep into his eyes.
"We are young," she said. "Let us together learn the ways of human life. I am not afraid of you."
But he had resisted. For what? He asked himself now. What was there in this world? Nothing, since Christine was gone. Just the Phantom (who was sometimes called Erick, though this was a secret) and the darkness of the Layer. Something rustled in the darkness that was the Layer. It must be rats. He had been bitten by a rat. He could feel the scab on his hand.
He was not afraid of rats. And rats were not afraid of him. But that was all.
"Surely in this world there must be someone like me!" the Phantom called out, frightening the rats in the darkness around him. He pressed to a stand and stretched out his arms widely. He threw his head back, his dark hair falling back dramatically from his back-thrown head. "Someone!"
Someone someone someone the sound echoed.
"Anyone!"
Anyone anyone anyone.
There was no answer. The Phantom sat down again and began to cry gently. The tears crawled out of his beautiful green eyes and down his face, stopping in at the side of his nose before they traveled down rosy skin to perfect lips, lips such as any woman would like to kiss. Christine had kissed him, but then she'd left. He was left alone in the darkness of the Layer with only his memories and the rats to keep him company.
Or so he thought.
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Thats all ladees and gennlemen! Stay tuned for next weeks exciting episode! Isn't this good? I hope you like it! I thought about it for a long time and I think I can make it fit in with the movie very well! Maybe they'll do a sequel!