March 11, 2006 Chapter 3 The potion Christine ran over to Phillip and laid over him.

"Raoul why…. you shot your own brother. Do you see what you've done?"

Christine began to cry. Tears rushed to Raoul's eyes but he refused to cry. He dropped his revolver and slowly backed out of the room. He was pushed aside by the butler Charles and a couple maids that rushed in after they heard the first gun shot.

"Monsieur what happened." One maid asked

"I just called the police officers." Another said

"Monsieur help me get Phillip on the bed." Charles said.

Raoul now had tears running down his face. He ran out the door and down the staircase and into the stables. He grabbed a white lipizzaner and ran out the barn.

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When Charles got Phillip on the bed he ran out of the room to get the doctor.
Christine sat next to the bed with a bottle of clear liquid in her hand she pulled the cork and brought the bottle to his lips.

"What are you doing?" A large woman with long brown hair walked in.

Christine quickly poured the liquid into Phillips mouth. When the maid reached Christine she took the bottle away from her and called for Luc.

"Luc take her out of the room."

Luc walked over to Christine and carried her out of the room.

"No, no let me go I know something that can help him let me go."

When Luc got Christine out in the hall he sat her down on the chair.

"Christine every things going to be alright, Charles already got the doctor he will be fine, are you ok?"

Christine looked down the hallway toured the staircase. All of a sudden she saw a shadow flash across the wall. Christine dried her tears and walked down the hall toured 2the shadow. When she reached the staircase she saw nothing. When she walked down the stairs she grabbed her Shaw and walked out the door.

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"Charles, Charles"

Charles quickly ran in. "monsieur Phillip what's wrong?" Phillip tried to sit up.

"No sir don't move."

"Where's Christine?"

"Monsieur she fine but we had to escort her out. You need to rest now."

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When Christine opened the doors of the opera house she saw that it was charred and burnt. She ran to box five and found the trap door when she opened it all she saw was darkness. When she began to walk down the spiral staircase she started to wonder were Raoul ran off to.

When she reached the middle of the stairs she heard a familiar voice call to her.

"Christine, Christine"

She paused and called out to the voice.

Erik, Erik my angel is that you my dear angel."

The voice replied.

"No my love I need my angel I'm frightened."

Christine began to walk down the stairs again. But this time she heard two sets of footsteps. She stopped and glanced behind her there she saw a black figure. And all she could see was one side of his face it was white and flawless.

Christens eyes lite up and she ran up the stairs to the figurer and hugged him.

"Erik, Erik my angel Erik oh how I missed you so."

(Erik and Christine passionately kissed)

Erik swept her off her feet and carried her down to his lair.

"My dear Christine why have you come back so soon? Did that fop let you go?"

"Oh no Erik."

Christine sighed and embraced Erik in her arms and said "Erik…. Raoul…shoot his brother…. his brother Raoul…. his brother Phillip. I need you to help me help him…. Phillip needs something to keep him wound from getting infected.'

Erik looked into Christine's chocolate brown eyes and couldn't say no.

"Christine." Erik put his hands on her shoulders and looked her in the eyes.

"I love you very much I will try to help but I don't think that I will finish in time. But I will try."

Oh Erik thank you so much." Christine embraced him again. Erik pulled away from Christine's warm hug and said "Christine I need to work on the potion so that I can finish it in time."

Erik walked past the organ and to a curtain trimmed in gold tassels he lifted the curtain and disappeared in the darkness.

Christine walked up to the desk that was littered with drawings of her and other ballerinas in her dorm. Christine kept searching through the desk full of papers and found letter that read:

Dear Erik,
Meg and I are safe and we are now in Reims France a town out side of Paris. Meg got the role of prima ballerina. So don't worry about use we ate fine. Thanks for the sum of money that you lent use.
Sincerely M. Giry

Christine thought back to when she was a young ballerina. When she first came to live and rain in the ballet dormitories. Every night she would lite a candle for her father in the chapel. That is were she first heard her angel the angel that would take her down once more and the angel that would change her life forever.

Christine walked over to the pipe organ and saw a torn piece of paper that read:

Dear Erik,
My name is felicity I am 25 now. Mother told me all about you mother told me that she didn't want to….

Christine searched all over for the other piece of the note but could not find it any were.