Chapter eight
Baby don't go
Christine awoke on a bed in a room she had never seen before. The walls were painted a vibrant shade of red. She sat up and looked around.
Where am I?
She got up and found a note on a dresser in the corner of the room.
Christine,
You will be safe as long as you don't touch my mask.
Erik
She read the note over and over again. She went to the door and she opened it and walked out of the room. She saw Erik playing on his organ. The tune was something she had never heard before and she walked closer and closer to her former angel of music. He didn't seem to notice she was there as he continued working on his piece. She felt the sudden sensation to see what was behind the mask and before she could stop, her pale shaking hands ripped away his white glossy mask. In an instant Erik flung his hands up to his face in protection.
"WHAT IN THE HECK?"
Christine backed away in terror. She had gotten a glimpse of the man behind the mask and it had frightened her.
"Is this what you wanted to see?" Erik screamed grabbing Christine by the shoulders and making her stare at his hideous face.
"Erik… please I'm sorry." Christine whispered.
Erik let go of her and walked back to his organ.
"GO INTO YOUR ROOM AND FOR GOD SAKES LOCK THE DOOR!" Erik screamed. Christine dashed off and did as he said. Erik slumped in front of his organ and began to cry.
Why did she do that? He sobbed.
Through the door Christine could hear his cries and she felt terrible. First her former Angel lied to her and now she hurt him. She did the one thing he asked her not to do and she did it anyway. She could hear his cries suddenly cease and then she heard the organ. She heard the music that she had heard him working on before she ripped off his mask. The music was tense and vulgar and it rocked Christine's very soul. The music seemed like it would never end and then she heard a 'damnit!' followed by more cursing. He played the last few cords of the piece again and she heard another 'damnit'. She exited the room and could see a frustrated Erik hunched over his organ cursing. She walked up to him and stood beside him.
"Erik I'm sorry."
He didn't seem to acknowledge her as he continued his music.
"Please forgive me."
This time Erik looked up.
"Come, let's take you back home." He said standing up and abandoning his music.
He led Christine back to her suite and without a word went back to his lair. To Christine he looked absolutely crushed and she felt bad for her former angel. She wondered if he would help her sing anymore. Though, after what she had done, she thought he would never help her again.
