"He'll kill you!, His eyes will find us there!" I sang panic stricken.

"Christine, don't say that" Raoul said fiercely to me. "Those eyes that burn!" I was terrified now. "Don't even think it" He said. "And if he has to kill a thousand men" "Forget this waking nightmare!" He said trying to convince me the best he could. "The Phantom of the Opera will kill and kill again.." I sang. "This phantom is a fable!" He sang back. "Believe me!" he said again. I was terrified, Joseph Buquet, as foul as he was, had been hung, and I knew exactly who was responsible. I was in a frenzy. He would be after Raoul next..

"There is no Phantom of the Opera" Yet Raoul would not believe me.. I had been there, I had seen his face!"My God, who is this man" "My God, who is this man?" Raoul repeated."...who hunts to kill?" I finished. "...this mask of death?" He too must fear the mask.."I can't escape from him.." It was true.. he was always there.. even if just in my mind it seemed.. "I never will!" I finished.

"Whose is this voice you hear ?" He said wondering now..

The rooftop was silent now. We sang no more.. Maybe Raoul would believe me now. Snowflakes fell from the sky and an unnatural glow tinted the sky.

I didn't speak yet.. but when I started to open my mouth a loud tenor fell upon our ears.

"Insolent boy!" It said. "Foolish Vicomte!"

A silent tear slipped down my face now.

"Past the Point of no Return.. I see.." The Phantom said.

"Angel?" I questioned. Raoul was incredulous. He could not believe I had been telling the truth it seemed.

"Christine.." a wispy voice sang and faded. I then knew I had went past the point of no return.. I had betrayed the angel.. no matter that he killed Joseph.. he was still the Angel of Music.. no matter how I feared him. Father had sent him hadn't he?..

I broke down, I then let out a scream.. even as Raoul was here.

"Angel!" I said. "Angel, don't leave me!

"Whose voice do you hear Christine?" Raoul shouted at me. Just then I seen the shadow of the Phantom, sliding behind another statue.

"I've betrayed you Angel.. Don't leave!"

"Christine.." Raoul said. "There is no one there!" He shouted the last part.

"Yes there is Raoul.. It's the Angel of Music!" I cried. "He's angry with me.. It's because I've been here with you.. It's because I betrayed him.. I told you he was strict.. I told you we had to be secret.." I said crying.

"Christine.. there was no voice.. There was no shadow.. There is no angel.." He said. I screamed loudly then.

I looked around and I was in my dressing room suddenly, I looked down and my hands were covered in blood. That's when I seen it.. at my feet was a rose.. blood red with a black ribbon at it's base.. with a beautiful ring slipped over it's stem.. and in the hand of a man wearing a white mask and a black cloak..

His bright blue eyes were wide open and he lay at my feet..

I had killed the angel.. It was all my fault.. my selfishness has been his downfall.. I had gotten him killed..

I looked down at the silver dagger in my hand. The door to the dressing room opened and in ushered Raoul with a dozen pink roses and a wide smile, he hugged me and kissed my lips and my bloody hands stained his shirt. He didn't seem to notice.

"Farewell my Fallen Idol.."

I woke with a start, my palms sweating and breathing hard. I surveyed where exactly where I was. Exactly where I was when I fell asleep last night I supposed..

Where is Erik? My mind questioned. But I didn't know..

The horrible dream I had came back to me.. I had dreamed I had killed Erik.. I supposed I really had in one way.. I dreamed I had killed him and Raoul was happy.. happy pretending he never existed, happy pretending I was crazy.

But I knew what was really occurring now.. Erik was gone.. to where I didn't know.

I was breathing hard still, Surely they hadn't.. killed him yet.. I began going into a panic again. I couldn't believe I was at the DeChangy's here in this bed wondering where Erik was.. He couldn't be far.

I had to calm down, I thought. I had to act as if I was okay. To some extent at least.. after all I had been being held against my will.

Supposedly.

I got dressed quickly, combing through my hair and making myself presentable. Soon I heard a maid knock on the door and I allowed her to come in.

"Breakfast is ready Miss. Daae." She said. "I'll be right there." I said "Thank you" and smiled. She left and I quickly finished getting ready. As I left the room and descended the stairs I seen Raoul waiting at the bottom. I smiled lovingly, or at least that is what I was trying to project, at him.

He smiled back and when I reached the bottom he took me by the arm. "How did you sleep love?" He said dotingly. I just nodded, and he seemed a bit worried.

He had noticed my limp and wrist the night he arrived and had been worried about it ever since. I told him a story about how both happened, which was half the truth. I had fallen down stairs, but he didn't seem to believe that, he must have thought Erik did it, because every time I answered him he said "You don't have to lie Christine.." and "We'll get you the proper care for that.." And he did. A doctor treated me, again. That morning after breakfast.

Breakfast was uneventful, thankfully. I didn't have the energy to make a plausible act at the time, and the only people who attended were Raoul and I, and his Cousin Elizabeth.

I liked Elizabeth, and she seemed to like me. Only if she knew.. she wouldn't like me very much then.. I thought.

I brushed those thoughts aside and after breakfast, and being treated unnecessarily once more, Raoul left for the Opera. I didn't bother asking to go with him for knew the place was badly damaged. I instead wandered the empty house for a long while, Elizabeth had gone too. To where I hadn't the slightest idea.

So I wandered the corridors of the beautiful home. I found that this would be the perfect time to figure out a plan to get to Erik. But I would have to know where he was first.

As soon as the thought entered my mind I seen the news paper lying on a small table next a window. As I reached for the paper I admired the scenery outside the window. It was a small beautiful garden, full of lilacs, yellow pansies, and small trees with purple blooms. I took the paper outside and perched upon a stone stool beside a Koi pond.

I hesitantly opened the paper, and searched it for information. Something about Paris' infamous Phantom, and there was something there. But it was old. It was an article I had already read.. one that lead me to take a fall down the stairs and one that had me believing Raul was on his way.

I was crushed, and I went through the house frantically looking for something recent to no avail.

An idea came to mind, and I hurried to put a long coat on and left out the doors. A voice stopped me and I turned to listen to it.

"Miss. Daae? Mr. .DeChangy gave me instructions to keep you inside the house.." she said hesitantly.

"Oh dear" I said. "He's a little overly worried. I'll just be going for a walk, I won't be far." I was a prisoner once more I thought, but I refused this time..

"Miss. Daae?" she said as I began to leave out the door once more. "Yes?"

"I really should not let you go. Raoul really wanted you to stay inside today." she said.

"I'll not be far." I said, and left the house. I was being so unlike myself these days.. I couldn't stay when I knew Erik had to be out there somewhere..

When I exited the beautiful home I realized how cold it was. I began walking toward the gate and when I came upon it I merely pushed it open and was then on the streets of Paris once more.

Raoul lived in a very 'exclusive' neighborhood you could say. Lavish homes lined the street and as I walked I felt a bit out of place.

I had no idea where I was going and I walked for a long while. It was quite cold, and as I came upon a large slightly damaged building. My heart stopped.

It was the Opera House. A carriage was outside, and I knew it was Raoul's. As badly as I had longed for this place, as terribly as I had wanted to be back inside, on it's stage. I had to keep moving forward. And I did.

I caught a carriage of my own, and it took me to the only other place I imagined he could be..

The Jail.

I paid the driver and entered the door of the prison. I looked around, it was a cruel place and I'm sure I looked out of place.

A man came to my aide and said "Why, you Christine Daae, aren't you?"

"Yes Monsieur." I said. "I've come looking for the Phantom.."

His eyes widened. "You've come looking for the Phantom, the Phantom of the Opera?"

"Yes, sir." I said. "That one."

"How silly of me.." he said. "What other one would there be? besides everyone knows about the fatal affair that occurred.." he was silent for a moment.

"A mere man.." he said. "No Phantom.."

"Is he here?" I inquired impatiently.

"Why, I thought you would have heard. They sentenced him to the death penalty. They hung him only last night." He said.

"I'm sure it's a relief to you." He said.

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