Chapter Seven - The Performance Night

Months Later

It was the night that the opera was to be performed, and everyone was nervous. Particularly Mai. Even though she wasn't going to be onstage, she still had to be up above the stage and work the ropes. She wore clothes and shoes that were comfortable to move around in, seeing as she would be running from different areas. Mai also borrowed a pair of gloves from the costume area so her hands wouldn't get rope burn.

Carlotta was obviously the lead to the opera and her screeching voice was starting to become unbearable to listen to, Mai was sick of it by the sixth rehearsal. Having been present to all rehearsals, Mai could recite all the words to the songs, she could remember the times when she would gaze down from above and listen to the choir and leads (not Carlotta though) heavenly sing the arias. Although the memories were not always perfect. During the rehearsals, strange things would occur from time to time, props would be stolen, objects would be dropped down from above, and strange things would randomly happen. Ballet girls and some of the props-men would gossip and say it was the Phantom, and that he did things like that when he wasn't happy. Even the manger believed it was the Phantom, and Mai was starting to believe it. All she needing now to believe, was to see him in action. I pray that never happens as long as I shall live.

Mai used up all her strength to pull down the rope and lift the curtain aside. The main singers came forward and Act 1 began, meanwhile Mai rushed along the bridge to the other side, ready to do her job.

Later...

Mai pulled on the rope and the red curtain closed. She sighed and stretched her back. Thank goodness that it's over. After checking that she had finished everything, she walked towards the Chapel. Her whole family (from the future) was Christian, and she always prayed when she was in trouble, it calmed her to know that someone was listening. Mai grabbed a candle and walked down the hall to the Chapel. She entered the Chapel and sat down on the ground in front of the portraits, the faces of the dead staring back. It would have crept out Mai, if not for the fact that her family were figuratively dead, because they weren't alive yet. The walls had elaborate paintings of angels and a big glass window to the left. Mai sat there thinking and contemplating about this new world that she was thrown into. Fitting in was hard for her, coming from a completely different society and all.

A gust of wind blew through the room and the candle flickered. Mai shivered and look around. Okay... That was creepy... Grabbing her candle, she started to light the other candles close by to the portraits. The door to the Chapel then creaked open. "Oh!" Christine jumped when she saw Mai sitting there. "What are you doing here?" Christine asked.

Mai slightly raised her eyebrow. "Praying." She said. Christine nodded her head while standing there awkwardly. Mai stood up. "I think I'll go now." She knew that Christine regularly came down to the Chapel to light a candle to remember her father, so she left to give her some time alone.

Christine smiled and walked down to the portraits while Mai walked out of the door. She slowly walked away before hearing a voice. "The performance tonight was very good." A voice was coming from the Chapel, although, it was a male's voice. Mai tip-toed back over to the Chapel door, and rested her ear against it. "Thank you, Angel." Christine said. Mai's face was that of surprise and shock. Who was talking to Christine? Who was this 'Angel'? Something fishy is going on here...

Mai slowly tip-toed away from the Chapel until she was far enough to walk normally without them knowing nor hearing. Once Mai got back to the dorms, she sat on her bed pondering. Who could Christine be talking to? In the Chapel when there was no one else there? God? No don't be stupid... Mai stroked her chin in an Obi-Wan like fashion. Hold on… She jumped up from the bed in surprise. Of course! All these rumours of a Phantom lurking in the Opera House, their true! And Christine must be in contact with him. Mai was now scared for Christine, the Phantom was rumoured to be a murderer. But why had she called him 'Angel'? Mai decided that she was going to ask Christine about it tomorrow.

Mai got changed into a white sleeping dress behind some screens and then slithered into bed. The ballet girls that she shared the dorm with were still running around, talking about how their dancing had been and getting out of their costumes. Mai was just thankful that her bed was towards the back, were the noise wasn't so loud.

AN: Tell me what you think! Don't be shy. Constructive criticism is welcomed.

Edited: 5/1/17

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