Okay okay, I know that I haven't updated for awhile, AGAIN, but I have had no inspiration for awhile, but today I kinda had a thought, and to keep my readers happy, here's the next chapter, ENJOY!
"The Phantom is a ghost that haunts the opera house," Sara began, " Sometimes costumes disappear, sometimes props go missing, but that is only because the Phantom doesn't want them in a show. He sends the managers a letter every week stating what he wants, and doesn't want in the latest opera, and also who needs to improve in singing, dancing, or even how the musicians play. The managers normally do what he says, but if they don't, then things happen."
"What kind of things?" Christine asked.
Sara leaned in closer. " Remember how when Carlotta was singing last week, and when we got to the last line that curtain fell on her?" Christine nodded. " Well, everyone said that the rope holding it up just snapped, but we all know that the Phantom cut it, because he doesn't like her singing, but the managers won't fire her. If anything isn't up to the Phantoms standards, then people pay. A few weeks ago, the costume manager didn't make Carlotta's dress the way the Phantom wanted it, so she accidently fell and broke her leg. She ended up having to quit, but the Phantom must have put that prop in her way, to give her a message."
Sara lied back down. " The Phantom is said to be a ghost, who's mother didn't love him, so she left him at the doorstep. He must be disfigured, cause people say he wears a mask to hide it. He lurks around the walkways above peoples heads, watching everything. He lives somewhere in the Opera house, but no one knows where. People have only seen glimpses of him, but they say he moves like a ghost, so he must be one. No one dares go looking for him, for fear of death. If a musician or ballerina displease him, he will send them a letter. But if they continue to displease him, then he will actually corner them, and threaten to hurt them if they continue. No one messes up after that, thankfully."
Sara looked Christine in the eye. "And that is why you should be careful to watch your dancing, you don't want the Phantom to take displeasure in you."
After everyone finally fell asleep, Christine stayed up staring at the ceiling.
The Phantom? She knew that she should be frightened of a ghost, but Christine actually was facinated by him. She knew that ghosts didn't exist, but then why would a man haunt the Opera house? And why did he wear a mask. All these questions swirled around in Christine's brain. She knew one thing for sure, and that was that she wanted to find out more about this so called Phantom.
I know that was kinda sort of short, but I had to post something, and that just kinda popped into my head. Now you know that I'm not a mind reader, so PLEASE REVIEW, THANKS! Li Li