Christine woke up like in a dream. She couldn't believe what had happened last night. She saw on the chair a red dress with her name written on a card on top of it. She slipped it on and opened the door. She heard an organ playing. She assumed that it was her angel. But the more she thought about it she started realizing how human her angel seemed. She fallowed the sound of the organ into a room with a large canopy bed in the shape of an eagle. She looked across the room and saw her angel playing a large organ.
"Good morning." He said suddenly startling Christine.
"Good morning. Angel may we talk now?"
"Of course sit down next to me and we shall talk."
She sat down.
"What do you wish to know my Christine?"
"Who are you? I mean I know you're my angel of music but you seem so human. Why?"
"Well Christine I must admit I am not an angel from heaven but from your heart. Have you ever heard of the opera ghost?"
"Yes angel but…you're the opera ghost aren't you?"
"Yes Christine but I must tell you that I really am an angel trapped inside a devils body."
"Why do you say that?"
"You do no wonder about my mask?"
"No angel. I mean I do but I would never ask it's rude. But now that you mentioned it why do you have that."
He put her hand to the mask.
"Why don't you take it off and see."
Christine slowly took off the mask. Beneath it she found a disfigured face. His lip was enlarged he had a large dent in his head and yet to her…he was still beautiful.
"You are not afraid?"
"No angel I am not afraid. Which brings me to my next question. What is your real name?"
"Erik"
"Erik. What a lovely name. Well Erik I must tell you something very important"
Erik put the mask back on.
"Yes Christine what is it?"
"I love you."