Christine worked as hard as she ever had. But every time she started to sing the words she noticed how intense they were. After two or three practices she realized that the opera…was meant for her. The way the words of Don Juan described his love for Christine's character was unmistakably the obsessive love Erik had for Christine. How could she have been so blind? How could she not have known that Erik's opera would be all about her and his passion for her?

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He was getting anxious. What if Raoul actually convinced Christine to leave earlier than planed? Well, he thought, if my plan goes as planned then that little pest won't have to worry about her…she'll be his. It's opening night and if all goes as planned by the end of the night Christine will be his!

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"Alright everybody let's get ready! It's almost curtain time!"

Madame Giry yelled through the backstage making sure everyone was at his or her right spots. She spotted Christine sitting on the stage looking at the ceiling.

"Christine Daae! Why are you not getting ready?"

"Oh, sorry I'll go get ready right now." Madame Giry grabbed Christine's hand.
"You know Christine you are like my second daughter. I know you're scared. And I know what you're scared of. Don't worry everything will be ok. I promise."

"Thank you. I know I keep telling Raoul to stop worrying, that nothing could possibly go wrong."

"Well, never say that. After all we've only had three weeks to get ready to perform this opera."

"No Madame I meant about Er…"

"I know. Well go get ready! Go on! Scat!"

Christine ran towards her dressing room. She looked back at the smiling face of Madame Giry. For the first time in a long time Christine smiled.

The music started. Christine looked from the wings for any sign that Erik was there…nothing. She watched Piangi sing (painful) his bit before she had to go on. She went on the stage singing more beautiful than ever before. "Don Juan" reappeared on the stage with his black cloak covering his whole body…and his face. Christine noticed something different about the Don Juan that was singing now. Not only was his voice different but also it was familiar. And the way he walked, with such elegance and grace and he wasn't fat anymore! What was going on? She listened very carefully and then not much to her surprise her Don Juan wasn't Piangi…it was Erik. She looked at him and knew that he knew that she was aware that it was him. After he finished his part Christine just stood there dumbstruck. People out in the audience were getting impatient. Raoul saw that something was wrong. The managers were about to give the signal to pull her off the stage when the Don Juan held out his hand. He started to sing,

"I am your angel of music! Come to me angel of music!"

Slowly Christine came towards him. She took his hand. But then she went for the cloak and whipped it off! To everyone's shock it was him! The Opera Ghost was standing in front of them again. People backstage were going crazy with excitement! But then Christine said with powerful force,

"Angel! Angel I beg of you! Let me be and haunt me no more."

She went for the mask but the angel was quick to grab her hand before she could take the mask off. The stage went black. There was a scream. When the stage lit up again Christine and her angel…were gone.