The Phantom Manor

In the repeating darkness of the night, does the moon shine solely upon this dreadful manor. The sounds of fleeing footfalls echo through out eerie corridors and a dim light flickering with sudden movements carries the small beckon of hope for a doomed lady clad in white. Her force weakening with every cringe at the sound of maniacal laughter, she struggles to try to find the door to a way out. Turn after turn she flees in fear from the unknown dark force that hunts her. Slowly she goes slower as her appearance becomes haggard. She turns the doorknob to an unknown secret room.

"Madame Leota! You must help me as I once helped you! I fear I cannot bear this estate much longer. I already feel weakened as if I have aged yet again! I cannot keep fighting the Phantom. What am I to do? Please help me!" The lady in her aged wedding gown cried as she ran over to a table with a crystal ball.

"My dear child, Melanie, tonight I have a solution to your tricky predicament." Madame Leota said swirling into focus.

"Y-y-you do?" Melanie sniffled.

"Yes dear child you must go into the light."

"But I thought you said my soul was too distressed to cross over."

"It's not a cross over dear, oh no, it's a reincarnation."

"A reincarnation?"

"Think of it as a twenty-one year vacation. Giving you enough time for you to muster up enough strength to face secrets most dastardly and the Phantom."

"Anything to get me out of here!"

"Very well then. I call upon the heavenly angels to descend in flight and give our ravishing bride a chance in this fight. Bestow unto her a body of flesh and blood to discover strength that here, never was. Safe and guarded in this new life, deliver her now before there's no more light! Quick Melanie! Step into the moonlight!" Madame Leota chanted.

The lady known Melanie quickly made her way over to a circular moonbeam. As she stepped into the beam she notice she started to blend into the light but suddenly there was a harsh banging on the chamber door. The door began violently shaking.

"Open up damned gypsy! Open up I say!" Bellowed the voice which is known to the Phantom only. Melanie was disappearing now up into the moon and sky and away from the dangerous house. The Phantom began to act out even more violently than before. He managed to break down the door but it was too late. Melanie was now just a babe somewhere far off and away. The Phantom crippled to the floor.

"What have you done Leota? I almost had her! She is gone and you are to blame! Just like you are to blame for keeping secrets from me!" The Phantom bellowed in anger.

"Quite you shadow of a once great man. You are wrong! You were no were near! The only thing you were near to was destroying her completely! She shall return to you in twenty-one years. You must wait till then." Madame Leota argued.

"If she doesn't return I will have your head!" The Phantom yelled as he stormed out of the room.

"I thought you already had the pleasure of doing such." Leota chided.