Macavity sat on his bed and fingered the ring that he took away from Demeter. He turned to see Demeter walking towards him in the wedding dress he had. She had tears running down her cheeks. Macavity tried to reach out to her, but Demeter backed away from his touch. He sighed and put the veil on her head. He took Demeter's paw and placed the stolen ring in her palm. Her fingers closed around it and walked towards a mirror, pulling back the cloth that covered it.

"Your face holds no horror for me. It's in your soul that the true distortion lies."

Macavity perked his ears up when he heard someone approahing his lair. Munkustrap was on the other side of the closed gate. Macavity gave him a cold smile.

"I think we have a guest, Demeter." Demeter spun around and gasped. "I had rather hoped that you would come! And now, my wish has come true. Thank you for making my night."

"Let her go!" Munkustrap demanded.

Macavity cocked an eyebrow. "Your lover makes a passionate plea."

"Let her go!" Munkustrap demanded again. "Show some compassion!"

"There world showed no compassion to me," Macavity growled, but shrugged his shoulders. A plan started to form in his mind. "Fine. You may see her." Her pushed down a lever that opened the gate.

"Demeter!"

"I bid you welcome, Monsieur." Macavity greeted slyly as he walked in the water towards the soaken Tabby. "Did you actually think I would harm her? Why would I make her pay for the sins which are yours?" Macavity reached into the water and threw a noose at Munkustrap.

"No!" Demeter cried.

Munkustrap was pushed and bounded against the gate.

"Start a new life with me," Macavity turned to Demeter. "Buy his freedom with your love. But, if you refuse me, you'll be sending your lover to his death! This is the point of no return!"

Demeter began walking towards Macavity. "The tears that I shed for your dark fate grow cold and turn to hate!"

Macavity tightened the noose on Munkustrap, who began gagging. "So, do you end your days with me, or send him to his grave?" Macavity kept tightening the rope and it was becoming harder for Munkustrap to breathe.

"You decieved me," Demeter stated. "I gave you my mind blindly."

"You try my patience," Macavity hissed, and his orange fur seemed brighter whenever he was angry. "Make your choice!" He gave a sharp pull to the noose and it tightened more around Munkustrap's neck.

Demeter got closer and leaned up to Macavity. She wrapped her arms around his neck and she kissed him. Macavity hesitated at first, but dropped the rope to wrap his arms around her waist. She grabbed onto the back of his headfur and pulled him closer. After a few moment Macavity pulled away, crying.

"The world showed me no compassion," Macavity stated again. "But now..." He abruptly turned away from Demeter and headed towards his room. "Go! Get out of here! Take your lover and forget and me and this place!"

Demeter ran to Munkustrap and untied him. He pulled in into a hug. She looked where Macavity had went to his bedroom. He sat on the bed and played with his musical box with a monkey playing the cymbals on top, singing softly to himself. He looked up to see Demeter hovering in the doorway. She stepped forward and placed the ring in his paw.

"Demeter, I love you..." he sang with tears in his eyes. Demeter didn't say anything as a tear fell down her cheek. She gave him one last sad glance before she returned to Munkustrap. They rode away in Macavity's boat, and Demeter casted one last glance at the PhanTom of the opera's lair of darkness. Macavity watched them row away. "You alone can make my song take flight. It's over now, the music of the night!"

He walked over to the mirrors around his lair, and stared at his deformed face. He picked up a candle holder and angrily smashed all the mirrors. One mirror was left and Macavity pulled up the cloth that was hanging over it. He smashed the mirror, and it revealed a secret tunnel. Macavity took one last look at his home and turned around, dropping the cloth to cover up the broken mirror.

Jemima and the angry mob arrived shortly after Macavity disappeared. They looked around in awe at the secret lair that was hidden beneath the Opera Populaire. Jemima ran to the bedroom and picked up the mask the PhanTom had left behind.