Ghost of Time 2 - What wasn't heard
Okay this song WAS NOT in The Nightmare Before Christmas, it was in Moulin Rouge which means its prolly something from the radio. Since Mouline Rouge didnt use much if any original music. But it made me think of Sally so, i'm gonna use it.
Also things may happen slightly different in the story from this point, basic events will still occur depending on how far i get, but theres gonna be new stuff, and since something was changed its gonna cause other changes.
Jack cheerfully stopped infront of the home of Dr. Finklestein and his dear friend Sally. Perhaps what he had to show would snap Sally out of her sadness, it had worked for him after all. And right now h ewantyed nothing more than to share this gift, who better to start with than someone who was in the same sinking boat he'd been in a night ago.
And so it was that Jack nearly bounced his bones out of the colorful wago and with a spring in his step hurried up to the front door. He had just raise his skeletal hand to knock when a strange sound caught his attention. It sounded like, like "music?" he murmered curiously and stretching one long bone leg forward in a catlike motion he crept around the side of the building. Now the voice was clear. "Sally?" He whispered looking up. Sure enough there was her window, the light from her room casting a soft glowing aura.
"I follow the night,
Can't stand the light,
When will I begin... to live again?
One day I'll fly away,
leave all this to yesterday,
What more could your love do for me?
When will love be through with me?
Why live life from Dream to dream,
And dread the day... When dreaming ends..."
Jack took a few steps back and caught a glimpse of a sillohette in the window. He stood there a moment, her sadness holding him in place, it was a most haunting moment, maybe even spellbinding. He shook his head and went back to the front door, silently. Then he knocked. "One moment please." The unmistakeable voice of Doctor Finklestein called through the wood. After a minute or so, the door cracked open. "Jack! My goodness boy come in! We've been worried about you!" The doctors voice was filled with enthusiasm. Jack was excited too, but the person he wanted to see right now, was Sally , he HAD to showe her, he had to show EVERYONE! "Why thank you Doctor!" Jack's wide sincere grin spreading across his skull. " I have something i'd like to show the whole town but i was hoping maybe to start here." he said. "Well lets have it then." Finklestein said motioning for Jack to begin. "Well, what about Sally?" Jack questioned obliviously, heading for his bag.
The doctor was silent and had Jack not been gazing around the room in fascination he might have noticed the small scowl on the doctors lips. "Well?" Jack finally met his eyes but by then the expression had faded.
"Um, well, actually, i'm afraid that Sally is er sleeping right now. It's far past her bedtime you see." He said with a small chuckle. "but what is that you wanted to show me then?" He put in quickly chaging the subject. Jack felt the excitement fade for a moment. "Unfortunately," He said lightly , never missing a beat, "It seems I've misplaced my bag. I'm afraid we'll both have to wait doctor." He said convincingly. "Oh well, you must be tired Jack, why don't you go home and get some rest, you can show me when your ready." The doctor said gently. "Alright, goodbye Doctor. Thank You for your time." He said cordially as he went out the door. As he climbed into his car he looked up at Sally's window, the light was off now, and his eyes narrowed in wonder, something wasn't right here. He'd never felt it before but now......
Dr. Finklestein closed the door to Sally's room and locked it tightly. She was asleep. He'd checked as soon as Jack had left. Satisfied he decided to retire himself to his own room.
Sally lay in bed, her back to the doctor as he peered into room and then locked her in. She'd been smart enough to shut off the lights and climb in bed as soon as her name had been mentioned. She'd listened to the conversation from the stair well as usual. Jack had actually asked about her, She could feel her heart racing. Tomorrow she could look out he window again and see some hope in the distance, stronger than ever before.
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Okay this song WAS NOT in The Nightmare Before Christmas, it was in Moulin Rouge which means its prolly something from the radio. Since Mouline Rouge didnt use much if any original music. But it made me think of Sally so, i'm gonna use it.
Also things may happen slightly different in the story from this point, basic events will still occur depending on how far i get, but theres gonna be new stuff, and since something was changed its gonna cause other changes.
Jack cheerfully stopped infront of the home of Dr. Finklestein and his dear friend Sally. Perhaps what he had to show would snap Sally out of her sadness, it had worked for him after all. And right now h ewantyed nothing more than to share this gift, who better to start with than someone who was in the same sinking boat he'd been in a night ago.
And so it was that Jack nearly bounced his bones out of the colorful wago and with a spring in his step hurried up to the front door. He had just raise his skeletal hand to knock when a strange sound caught his attention. It sounded like, like "music?" he murmered curiously and stretching one long bone leg forward in a catlike motion he crept around the side of the building. Now the voice was clear. "Sally?" He whispered looking up. Sure enough there was her window, the light from her room casting a soft glowing aura.
"I follow the night,
Can't stand the light,
When will I begin... to live again?
One day I'll fly away,
leave all this to yesterday,
What more could your love do for me?
When will love be through with me?
Why live life from Dream to dream,
And dread the day... When dreaming ends..."
Jack took a few steps back and caught a glimpse of a sillohette in the window. He stood there a moment, her sadness holding him in place, it was a most haunting moment, maybe even spellbinding. He shook his head and went back to the front door, silently. Then he knocked. "One moment please." The unmistakeable voice of Doctor Finklestein called through the wood. After a minute or so, the door cracked open. "Jack! My goodness boy come in! We've been worried about you!" The doctors voice was filled with enthusiasm. Jack was excited too, but the person he wanted to see right now, was Sally , he HAD to showe her, he had to show EVERYONE! "Why thank you Doctor!" Jack's wide sincere grin spreading across his skull. " I have something i'd like to show the whole town but i was hoping maybe to start here." he said. "Well lets have it then." Finklestein said motioning for Jack to begin. "Well, what about Sally?" Jack questioned obliviously, heading for his bag.
The doctor was silent and had Jack not been gazing around the room in fascination he might have noticed the small scowl on the doctors lips. "Well?" Jack finally met his eyes but by then the expression had faded.
"Um, well, actually, i'm afraid that Sally is er sleeping right now. It's far past her bedtime you see." He said with a small chuckle. "but what is that you wanted to show me then?" He put in quickly chaging the subject. Jack felt the excitement fade for a moment. "Unfortunately," He said lightly , never missing a beat, "It seems I've misplaced my bag. I'm afraid we'll both have to wait doctor." He said convincingly. "Oh well, you must be tired Jack, why don't you go home and get some rest, you can show me when your ready." The doctor said gently. "Alright, goodbye Doctor. Thank You for your time." He said cordially as he went out the door. As he climbed into his car he looked up at Sally's window, the light was off now, and his eyes narrowed in wonder, something wasn't right here. He'd never felt it before but now......
Dr. Finklestein closed the door to Sally's room and locked it tightly. She was asleep. He'd checked as soon as Jack had left. Satisfied he decided to retire himself to his own room.
Sally lay in bed, her back to the doctor as he peered into room and then locked her in. She'd been smart enough to shut off the lights and climb in bed as soon as her name had been mentioned. She'd listened to the conversation from the stair well as usual. Jack had actually asked about her, She could feel her heart racing. Tomorrow she could look out he window again and see some hope in the distance, stronger than ever before.
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