But if it had to perish twice,
He could not stab himself. He wanted to, needed to end this life and fulfill his desire. Yet now that he was at the final threshold, desires faded. What use was there in dying on a whim? What life dream had he been dreaming all of this time? If Erik were to die tonight, he would never see Christine again. He jumped out of the coffin with Don Juan Triumphant and ran to the fire. The embers were glowing brightly, and he was ready to start a new. He tossed his life into the fire. Don Juan Triumphant was gone and Erik was left.