Erik was now laying back in his bed breathing heavily. Sweat was still beading over his brow and he closed his eyes trying to calm himself. This had been an all-to-familiar dream to him. He had had it alot lately. It was like a curse that was slowly manifesting itself in Erik's mind. He thought to himself of that feeling he had gotten about five minutes before then dismissed it once agian. His eyes closed and he driffted back to a, now, dreamless slumber.
Crystal lay in her bed. Drowning in her own sorrow of her own past experiences. She thought of her husband, her now ex-husband. She hoped he would never find her. Not down here. Not in her sactuary. Her chest tightened as she seemed to have her breath caught in her throat. Unable to exhale she coughed and finally took a deep breath. The thought of him comming down here made her sick.
She wondered if she should tell Erik. No. She couldn't. He wouldn't care anyways. Crystal sighed and rolled over onto her side snuggling her cheek into the soft velvet and silk of the sheets as she pulled them close to her body. Sighing contently she decided she shouldn't dwell on the past. Not now. Not ever.
A man stepped out of a carriage. It was a rainy day and the skies were a dingy grey. Pulling his overcoat agianst his body he ventured up the steps to the Paris Opera House. He somehow could sense Crystal's presence in here. He would ask to purchase this Opera house that the current owners wished to sell so much. He would be able to search for her here.
He walked up to the door and opened it up making sure to keep his feet clean before he entered. One of the stagehands stopped abruptly and greeted him. "You must be here about the opera house." He said and bowed politely. "Let me take you to the managers office."
Nodding graciously he follwoed the man up a flight of stairs and down a hall or two then too a room. Knocking on the door the man announced his presence and that someone had come in negociation in the purchase of the opera house. There was a long pause before footsteps were heard runnign to the door and a few bolts being unlatched that had must have been put their after the 'Accident' as everyone now reffered to it.
Firmin answered the door as Andre was sitting back at his desk shaking slightly. With nervousness or joy. He could not tell. "Ah, Monsieur Fascade! Pleased to see you." Firmin greeted warmly with overly dramtic hand movements that motioned their guest to sit.
Sebastian Fascade tipped his hat giving off that flashy smile he always seemed to have despite his truly cruel self. He set at the front of the desk as Firmin sat behind it and the negociating began. "Now, what, my kind sirs, are you offering for this lovely peice of art you call an opera house." Sebastian asked.
Firmin and Andre glanced at eachother then back to Sebastian. "We are offering you only pay us 2,000 francs for the place. We are egar to get on with our much needed retirement. We will pay the cast their sallaries after you pay us if you desire to purchase making it easier on you after the sale." He said and Sebastian leaned back in his seat. His fingertips touching it's oposite on the other hand as he cocked an eyebrow.
"Interestng offer. When will I be able to pay you and take over?" He asked as the two men now looked at eachother with enjoyment and disbelief.
"Right away Monsieur! We have our things already packed and out of the office for imidiate take over if you so desire." Andre said eyes alit with happiness. Sebastian was now for the first tiem noticing the bare desks that sat infront of him.
He nodded and a huge smile erupted from his face. A sudistic one that almsot frightened the two managers as he digged into his overcoats pocket and pulled out 2,000 francs he had stuck in with much more so he could imidiately purchase the building. The two men took the money and scurried out of the office like a rat with a peice of cheese.
This would work great with his plan. A perfect fit in his scheme to lure her out of hiding in this sanctuary using her unevitable love of music. "Crystal I will get you. And you will be mine agian..." He smiled evily and sat behind one of the two desks that sat in the room, unaware of the person lsitneing outside his door as she ran down the hallway quietly towards a trapdoor.
"I have got to warn her." Madame Giry said as she slid into the darkness and opened a panel in the wall disapearing inside.
