Phantom of the Opera
Christine woke-up from her deep sleep.
Memories still clouding her head. The memories of the ghost of the opera house. However it was all over. After the incident, the ghost had vanished. And the Opera house was rebuilt.
Everything was well. But Christine missed her tutor and the belief she once had for the Angel of Music. She just wanted to be a child and be held by her father. She didn't want any more drama. She had no will to go on. Only the feeling of performing on stage made her live. So, she got undressed and stepped into her bath tub. As she turned on the water, she felt a hand.
This hand was ice cold and made every inch of her tremble. She turned around and saw HIS face. He sang "Christine, they thought I disappeared. But I have returned. Come with me". Christine ran feeling the breeze on her bare body. Her only desire was to disappear.
Just as sudden as before she woke-up. It was hard to believe it had been a dream. Where she had been touched in her dream, it was now turning blue. It seemed completely frozen. Those
Same cold hands and chilling gaze of the Phantom were tearing her apart.
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