Chapter Four:
Michelle awoke the next day to the sound of knocking on her door. "Yes." She answered groggily as she threw off the covers and got on her feet. Michelle went to the door only to discover that no one was there. Instead an envelope lay at her feet addressed to her. She picked it up and flipped it over on the other side. A skull seal in red wax kept the envelope from being opened.
Opening it quickly, she pulled out the letter and sat on the bed to read it. It read:
'Dearest Michelle,
If you wish to meet me, then come back to your bedroom on the night of the opening opera. Right after the opera everyone will be partying which will give us some time to talk, as I am sure you have many questions about my existence. I am also sure that you are thinking that it is a trap, but I am a gentleman of my word and I would never harm your or do anything to you that would sacrifice a relationship that I wish to have with you. Until then, I will be watching you, only in non-private moments for I do not wish you to think me a ghost who stalks or acts in a pervertic manner. Save that for the stagehands, which I most assuredly will watch. Until our meeting, adieu.
O.G.'
O.G., she realized, must be a shortened name for Opera Ghost. He wanted to meet her this Friday? That was only two days away. She couldn't believe that she was going to meet him. He had said he was going to be a gentleman, but what kept him from spying on her as she undressed. The Opera Ghost could be spying on her right now for all she knew. But she had to trust his word.
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Erik watched Michelle from behind the mirror as she folded the letter and pressed it against her chest. 'Beautiful.' He thought to himself. She stood up and put the envelope in the drawer of the makeup table with her diary. Erik then watched her take out a pair of stockings and slowly shimmied one stocking up her right leg. He watched as the pale skin of her thigh was revealed.
He looked away and took off to the lair. He couldn't violate her. Even though he wanted to touch the pale skin that had been shown to him. He shook that thought from his head. There was no need getting into thinking such things until he knew if she would accept him. Michelle would be different from Christine. And he certainly wouldn't be a fool!
He looked back down the tunnel. But he wanted to be accepted by her. He wanted to have her. However, he didn't know if she would have him. His face always hindered the relationships he had in the past. Maybe Michelle would be different, but he would have to be careful.
Arriving at the lair, he set to work to write another letter, this time to the managers and to let them know that he was still here and if things didn't get done his way, he would take action. Hopefully, this time they wouldn't be idiots. He smiled to himself then set to work.
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