A/N: Sorry for that chapter. But I think I'm running out of things to write! And I've got so few reveiws! SOB! But just to tell that, Christine and Raoul will only be mentioned backagainin Chapter 10. I hope I can boost this up to 80 reviews! I hope I do get at least 70 reviews - 80 reviews over! Because I'm dying to get at least 100 reviews too! Or maybe like 80 or 90.Oh well, anyway, enjoy this chapter.
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BroadwayGirl257: Hey, I CAN'T WAIT FOR YOUR UPDATES! YOU ARE TO GET 100 REVIEWS SOON! Congrats woman! Oops, I mean girl! And me, I have so little reviews. GAKK!
meghankatherine: Well, this is what happens. But Chapter 10 and 9 I feel that I have no more ideas. Oh damn...
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Mominator124: You seem to pick out on all my mistakes do you: ) Ah, well, the ring was a mistake. I wrote it sank to the bottom but then someone changed it. I have a feeling it's my friend to humiliate me. So I have to change something in here since the ring 'floated' away. I didn't want to make it THAT fluffy either. So I would really call it RC fluff either.
Twinkle22: Maybe loads of people didn't review either because of that. Thanks for reviewing all the same!
Music of the Night's Eternity
Erik searched around wildly for an escape.
He wasn't in a mood to be found by angry mobs who think that his skin is worth a fortune. They'll probably raid the place!
They probably even armed themselves.
"Oh joy!" Erik bitterly muttered.
Erik suddenly remembered the secret passageway which he wanted to build last time but he never seem to find time to finish it since all the 'invents' have been happening.
"Never mind, it's still a place to hide!" Erik exclaimed to himself.
He rushed towards a hidden mirror and he slowly began to remove all the cloth he had used to cover the mirror.
Erik smashed it as hard as he could and when the glass shattered, the great big hole opened up.
Erik quickly rushed inside and closed the curtains behind him. As he walked down the dark tunnel, he wondered how long this dark road was.
"I don't recall finishing it, so there should be a dead end…" Erik tried to adjust his eyes to the darkness.
As soon as he said that, he smashed into a hard wall.
He fell to the ground and rubbed his bruised cheek, "Ah…There it is…"
Erik had dumped most of his old stuff in here. Thankfully, there was an old oil lamp he could use and when he lit it, he saw a number of battered objects.
"Am I really that messy?" Erik wondered.
Suddenly, Erik heard yelling from outside the tunnel.
"What now…? What bloody things did they do? Rip my music score sheets to pieces…?" Erik groaned.
Erik felt strangely cold and he was sweaty all over.
He thought he was going insane without Christine. He just wanted to curl up in that corner and die altogether.
Christine had awoken the moment she heard her Angel cried in anguish:
It's over now the Music of the Night!
She sat up in shock.
Then, she saw Raoul looking straight forward and rowing Erik's boat away from the lair.
"Raoul! Raoul, where are we going!" Christine exclaimed.
"Shh, we are going home. The monster has set you free! He has set us free!" Raoul smiled.
"No! NO! Take me back!" Christine pleaded standing up slowly for the boat was wobbling.
Raoul shook his head, "You don't understand. You're free, Christine! Free from the clutches of the life you never wanted! Sit down, love. You are confused!"
Raoul set the oar down and he grabbed Christine on the wrist to prevent her from jumping over the boat to wade back.
"Raoul, let go of – "
Raoul pulled Christine towards him and he hugged her.
Christine felt herself smashing against Raoul's soaked shirt.
Christine struggled to free herself, "Raoul, don't…please…"
"I won't want to lose you now…I promise I won't let you go. I won't let anything happen to you…" Raoul whispered into her ear but for once, he whispered with sincere love in his voice.
It was so long since she heard the soothing voice of Raoul after everything that happened. He had always been in rage and forceful towards Christine's decisions and actions.
Christine dried her eyes and finally gave in to Raoul's gentle embrace.
For a while, time seemed to freeze on these two childhood friends until something shiny caught Christine eye that floated in the water.
"Raoul, look! What's that…?"
"I don't know…" Raoul shrugged and he loosened his hold onto Christine.
Christine leaned over the boat carefully and she grabbed it as it slowly floated by.
When Christine studied it, she gasped.
It was a ring.
Christine turned back towards the way where the lair was and whispered in tears, "Angel…"
Raoul sighed and began to row the boat once more.
Before they turned around the corner Christine whispered, "Angel, I love you…" and she clutched the ring closer to her heart and tears fell from her eyes once more.
"GET OUT! DON'T COME BARGING IN HERE EVER AGAIN!" Madame Giry shouted as she chased away the remaining mobs of people and police.
When they left, Madame Giry let out a huge sigh and wiped her sweaty forehead.
"Meg Giry…WHAT IN HEAVEN'S NAME DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING BRINGING THOSE PEOPLE DOWN INTO THE PHANTOM'S LAIR!"
Meg shrugged timidly.
"YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO JUST BRING PEOPLE LIKE THEM TO COME BARGING INTO SOMEONE'S HOME!" Madame Giry yelled.
Meg stammered, "But Ma, I didn't mean – "
"Enough, never again will you do such reckless decision. You wait for me to give instructions on your actions!" Madame Giry exclaimed.
Meg slowly nodded.
Suddenly, Madame Giry realized, "Where's Erik!"
"Who?"
Madame Giry called. "Erik! Christine!"
Meg stared at her mother, "Christine is still down here?"
"Monsieur Raoul!" Madame Giry called and she went into the bedroom.
Meg was staring curiously at the shattered pieces of mirror glass scattered all over the floor.
When she approached to inspect them further, she saw a white mask that was placed next to a music box that had a monkey dressed in Persian robes and held symbols.
"The Phantom's mask?" Meg wondered but she decided to see the mirrors first.
As she began to go closer, she saw that there were mirror pieces in front of a closed curtain that seemed to be covering another mirror.
Only that this mirror was really big.
Meg looked behind her to make sure Madame Giry was still in the bedroom searching before she lifted up the covers and gasped.
There was a dark tunnel leading inside.
Before Meg could think twice, she stepped inside slowly, making sure she did not step on any of the glass pieces.
As Meg felt the cold air surrounding her as she went further in, she began to have second thoughts about going alone.
Then, before she could change her mind, she saw a faint light from a burning oil lamp that was nearly dying out.
As she reached out to take it, she stumbled over something.
Meg shrieked softly and quickly re-lighted the oil lamp and turned around to see what she stumbled over.
When she saw what (or more precise, who) it was, Meg screamed, "MA!"
Erik was in a nightmare.
He dreamt Christine was calling to him but when he tried to reach out to her; she would always suddenly take form into a mist and disappear.
Then, he would hear her calling to him again.
Then suddenly this time, Raoul appeared behind Christine and when he touched Christine's hand, they both dissolved into mists once more.
Erik wanted to scream at them and he wanted to move but he found he was completely paralyzed.
Was he dead?
Is this what it is like to be dead? Seeing your past repeat in front of your very eyes?
"This must have been how I was to be for eternity. Even after death, I am to live in the pain of loneliness and no one was made for me to lead me from my solitude…No one…"
Suddenly, Erik felt as if he hand landed back into the darkness of his mind with an unpleasant bump.
Someone was calling to him, and this time, it wasn't Christine…
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