Chapter 2

Down into the Darkness once more

Christine had been following this man, this thing, for some time. Her eyes grew wide, looking into the vast space, filled with candles and foreign objects. She remembered this place, she had been there before. The man helped her from the small boat, and onto the muddy ground. He guided her up, and onto a small platform. "My Angel, will you sing for me, as you did before?" he asked tenderly. Christine opened her mouth without thought, and began to sing for him.

The man in the mask stood up as she began to trail off, ending her song. "That, my angel, was beautiful." He said. Her face grew worried as she began to remember this place, its past…her past. She looked up from the ground, and into his piercing eyes. There was so much grief, and yet so much memory to her. She felt as if she had known him forever, and yet she couldn't seem to remember him. He began to sing to her, softly, a song she knew.

As he walked around her, she stood still, her mind opening to past memories, this man, this creature. She remembered, him taking her down there before, this darkness, his voice. Her heart began to sink, the pain she had caused him…his face, his mask. Fear shot through her as she remembered his face. He still sang to her, his voice filling her soul. She spun around, looking at him in the eyes. "Monsieur, what is it that you want with me?" she said, stopping him form continuing. "My Angel, It is you that I have wanted for so long to be with. It is a corpse that loves you! A corpse that adores you!"

Taken from Gaston Leroux's 1911 version of the Phantom of the Opera.