Chapter 10: Letters from Hell
(This chapter is in the form of a diary that Christine manages to keep hidden from Raoul while she and Aimee are being held the fire room. She and her daughter are left alone in the room but there are guards outside…)
To my comforter (whoever you may be)-
I'm afraid. Raoul has lost his mind. He will not see sense and I am afraid for me and Aimee. Today he came in and tried to kiss her! Then he slapped her and called her the spawn of the devil.
I became angry and argued with him which served to earn me another beating with that awful silver tipped walking stick.
Every night I have nightmares- the fire is always the red flickering light and I see Erik falling to the ground and always blood. Blood everywhere- oh god ERIK! Please – please save us- rescue us from this hell!
Oh Erik!
I wonder if you are alright- how is Camille? I thought you chose me? Why did you let him take me? I didn't think you would just stand there while they took me away and left Camille. You must be happier with her than you told me.
Oh no! Someone is knocking at the door- it must be Raoul- come to exercise his husbandly rights again. He comes every night. He pushes into me against my will- pain- so much pain- he says he wants to make sure I will never bear "that monster's seed".
I must go. Erik- I love you. Pray for me and Aimee- pray that we will survive the night….
To my comforter (whoever you may be)-
I want to go home… but nobody's home… broken inside… please stop this torture! I don't even know my home anymore. Aimee looks at me with fear now. I must stay strong… I must stay strong- for her- for Aimee alone.
She kept staring at these scraps of paper- I asked her if she wanted to write something- she looked at me like I was crazy. Perhaps I am.
Erik doesn't love me. If he did he would have come for me by now. Raoul loves me. He is the only one in the world that loves me. He tells me this every night.
My past is just a dream. Nothing I lived was real- all just a dream. Erik was only a dream- never real- never.
Raoul gives me wine and hot tea now- it tastes strange- then I feel bliss. Nothingness. Embrace the darkness. I need the darkness. Let me curl up and die in a dark corner. Die. That is the only way to escape from this dream.
Raoul brings me my cup of nothingness now.
Goodbye. Oh to die- to escape this never ending nightmare- it is only a dream… only a dream.
To my comforter (whoever you may be)-
Raoul now refuses me even the small comfort of the cup of nothingness he brought before. My stomach twists and I think I shall die before I have a chance to sat goodbye.
Raoul says he wants me to crawl to him- to beg him to make love to me. I just lay on the floor when he beats me or takes me according to his mood.
Death waits. It opens its arms to me. Let me go to it. Oh please let me go!
((ok did yall like that- in case you were wondering about the drink- Raoul put laudanum in it- sorry if I didn't make that clear! Please review!))