EC 4
I woke up in an unfamiliar bed. Silk sheets surrounded me. I remembered what happened. My Angel, who turned out to be a man named Erik, showed me a mannequin. It was so life like. The mannequin resembled me and I was wearing… A wedding dress. A wedding dress!
It was one of the most beautiful gowns I had ever seen. The whole just took me by surprise. I fainted.
I got up and looked around. There was a lake, with a boat. Erik was sitting at the organ composing another piece of music. I walked over to him and had a sudden curiosity of what lay beneath his mask.
"It can't be too bad." I told myself. As I got closer he acknowledged that I was awake but kept working on his music. I rested my hands on his shoulders. He seemed almost frightened by my touch but soon relaxed. I slowly moved my hands up towards his face and took off the porcelain mask.
Damn you, you little prying Pandora
You little demon, is this what you wanted to see?
He gestured to his deformity.
Curse you, you little lying Delihla
You little viper, now you cannot ever be free
Erik sat on the stone floor next to me. He was crying. I know he wanted me to hand back his mask but I didn't know why. His deformity was not that bad. It looked like a bad burn or something.
I set his mask on the floor next the me and pushed the hand that covering the right side of his face away. Erik turned away. I put two fingers under his chin and made him face me. I looked straight into the green of his eyes, cupped his face in my hands, both the distorted and normal side, and kissed him.
At first he was stunned and didn't move but after a moment he started to kiss back. Minutes passed and our passion grew. When he started to pull away I was confused. Did he not want this like I did? Erik proceeded to stand up, put his mask back on, adjusted his coat and say, "Come we must return. Those to fools who run my theatre will be missing you."