He had seen her in his dreams. She called out to him, whispered and sung his name. She embraced him and caressed his face.
"Angel, forgive me." She said softly, he smiled and brushed her hair away from her face.
"Whatever for my love?" He asked her, she pulled away from him and began to disappear into the light. She smiled as the silhouette of a man arose from the blinding light.
"Because I have found another. I no longer love you." She said, her voice a distant echo. She turned from him and entered the arms of the other man, the Phantom saw now it was the ignorant Raoul. The Phantom reached for her, but the light burned his skin and then he heard them sing.
"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Say the word and I will follow you."
"Share each day with me, each night, each morning."
"Christine! Christine, I love you!" Cried the Phantom in desperation, but the images continued to grow smaller and more distant. He felt strange creatures emerging from the growing darkness grabbing at him, trying to pull him away into the shadows. They whispered his name, calling him into the abyss.
"No!" He shouted at them, kicking and lashing out and the invisible fingers. The darkness parted and opened into the fiery pits of Hell.
"Come with us, come... come..." They chanted and pulled him closer to the edge. The flames licked at his legs as they pulled him over. He grabbed at the edge and struggled to pull himself up.
"Let go of me! Let go!" He screamed, continuing to struggle against the dark creatures. He looked up and saw Christine a distance away looking at him with her chestnut brown eyes, the ghosts of a smile playing across her face. He reached out to her in pleading, desperation craved into his face.
"Christine!" He begged, pain laced in his voice. "Please, help me!" She simply watched, the smile growing on her face and his desperation increasing. "HELP ME!" He screamed. She shook her head and whispered...
"No."
She disappeared and left him. He stared in complete devastation at where she had once stood, tears forming in his eyes. The laughing, murderous creatures tore at his legs. Then, they began to sing, their voices haunting and blood chilling.
"Come now dear Phantom... Come dear Angel... We are your Angels of Death... The darkness awaits you now..." The Phantom still stared at where Christine had stood. He smiled sadly, closed his eyes... and let go.
