Christine was rather surprised when she saw that Raoul had knew another way to get to Erik's lair. Rememebering Erik, she stopped for a moment and looked at Raoul:
''Why...Why did you leave me a message and signed it with Erik's name and not your own?'' Raoul looked at her and said:
''I wanted to make sure you would come to your father's cemetery.'' Christine slightly frowned and stood in front of Raoul.
''I would have come even if it was your name on the bottom of that note.'' Raoul said nothing, but quickly and tightly took her hand and hurried.
''Raoul...Please, Raoul..! Raoul!'' Raoul stopped and looked towards Christine. She could see a strange look in his eyes that she had never seen before. Maybe in Erik's eyes she saw it...The look of madness. Her eyes suddenly went wide.
How could you...! I loved him!
''Christine, we can't wait any longer! We must kill him!''
You killed him..You are the monster!
Christine looked down, lost in her thoughts. It suddenly raced back in to her head. It was like she was dreaming again...
''Raoul! No! Let me go!''
''Come here!'' Raoul pulled Christine close, holding her wrists tightly.
''How dare you betray me! You picked that monster insetad of me!''
''You killed him...You are the monster!'' Christine managed to hit him, but as she tried to run away, Raoul grabbed her by her arm and slapped her across the face. He pulled her all the way to entrance of the mirror and opened the passage.
''As soon as we find the police and the mob, I will tell them of how I saved you from that monster and I will tell them where to find him.'' He shut the mirror and threw Christine on the bed. He quickly walked over to her and ripped her dress.
''You, my dear future bride, unfortunately went mad because that monster had raped you after dragging you back to his lair and I was late, but I still managed to kill him.''
''Let go of me!'' Christine shouted, trying to get Raoul off of her. He was to strong for her. Still, she used the situation and quickly took the gun from his belt. She screamed and shot him in the chest. Raoul stumbled back, schock aswell as anger in his eyes.
''Christine...?'' he whispered. He fell back on to the floor and pulled himself to the wall. Christine got up, her gun pointed at him.
''How could you..! I loved him!'' Christine whispered, tears streaming down her face.
''I hate you Raoul de Changy...I hope you rot in hell!'' she hot him two more times coldly, her eyes staring right at his face. She wanted to make him suffer, but that small compassion that was left in her heart told her to kill him swiftly. She lowered the gun, tears still coming down her face. She walked over to her dressing table, knowing that someone surely heard the gunshots and would come for. She stared at at a pair of scissors infront of her and took them in to her hands. She started to cut off her hair, violently and as quick as possible. When she was done, she threw them on the floor and stared at herself in the mirror.
'So this is how it ends, my Angel of music...' Christine thought as she stared at her reflection. She picked up the gun and looked at it for a moment. She felt her heart beat faster and faster as her finger was on the trigger. But she didn't pull. Her strength lost it's grip on her and she fell down on the floor unconciouss.
So this is the end of Christine Daae...She is dead...This is just her rotting shell...
Christine looked up at Raoul and took a step back. Raoul could see the look in her eyes. Fear. He rememebered it well.
''You...You killed him.'' Raoul looked down for a moment then began to laugh so cruely that it made Christine's insides shiver.
''Yes, I did. I thoguht that maybe you should have an appropriate ending like him so...'' he took the pistol from his belt and pointed it at Christine.
''...It is time to go, my love.'' She looked up at him frightened, her hands shivering.
''But how..? How are you still alive?''
''A useful tip to the man who works late shifts at the cemtery and a gun to kill him so he won't tell anybody was all that was needed, my dear. All so I could kill you.'' He laughed again, that bitter cruel laugh and shouted:
''You! You whore! You wanted to leave me for that...Thing! You truly did belong in that asylum! You went mad! And it just goes all the better for your suicide...''
''My...suicide..?'' Christine uttered.
''Yes. You knew life was no longer nothing without your dear fiancee. The 'Angel of music' drove you completely mad...So, you wanted to die at the place where you encoutared both. Of course, it will take some time to find your body, but when an anynomus note is left...'' he siad the last bit with a grin, taking out an envelope from his pocket, showing to Christine then putting it back.
''...It will be much easier. The Phantom's lair truly did exist, but it was just too late for poor miss Christine Daae.''
'You monster!'' Raoul laughed, approached ehr and grabbed ehr by her wrist.
''Come now my darling, time for you to join your Angel!'' he started to drag her in the direction of the lair. Christine kept crying and kept trying to struggle. She whispered Erik's name over and over again at what Raoul mocked her.
''Let your dear Erik come back from the dead if he can!''
