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Chapter 10
Christine walked through the under ground labyrinth, until she reached the lake. Once again the boat was not there. Christine stood on the edge of the lake trying to think of what to do next. Then she decided to swim to the other side just as she did before. Christine jumped into the water and started to swim. The cold water stung her body like a thousand knives. She swam as fast as she could, she forced her arms in front of her then back to her side again. Christine did this motion over and over until she could see Erik's home at the end of the lake. As she swam into the Grotto she could clearly see Erik sitting at his Organ playing one of his latest pieces. He did not even notice her coming in. Christine made it to shore and almost fainted by this time Erik had looked up from his work and was looking at her as if she were some sort of stranger. Christine's bones ached and with every breath the intensity of the pan grew. Before Christine could say anything she collapsed with exhaustion against the stone beneath her. Erik quickly got up from his organ and went over to her. Erik gently picked her up and took her to the swan bed. Her wet clothes socked his shirt and he knew if she stayed in them she would surly catch her death. He gently laid her down on the bed then started to untie her corset. Her dressing gown was of no help to cover her petite body. The material clung to her every curve. Erik looked away from Christine, so that he would not give into temptation. He grabbed the red velvet blanket at the end of the bed and pulled it over her. 'Why did she come back to me? I know I I told her I wanted to see her more. But why would she come back when she has her darling Vicomte at home.' Erik thought of the Fop in disgust. Erik went over to the leather trunk in the corner of the room. He pulled out a red dress with black trim. He laid the dress on the end of the bed for Christine to change into when she woke up. He then walked back out to his organ to play once again. 'Why am I being so courtesies towards her. I should rip her throat out for hurting me so much but each time she comes back, I welcome her with open arms. Damn Love! Damn it all to Hell!' He thought to himself.
Erik set his fingers on the ivory keys and began to play one of his newer songs. It started with a very high octave then sunk down to a low D. Erik put all his heart and soul into his music. Each note would enchant your heart and make soul dance to a beat no one has ever known.