"No!" Christine shouted. She yanked her arm out of Raoul's grip. "No, Christine! You don't have to pretend you love him anymore!" Raoul called after her. (obviously he is sooo arrogant he can't even tell when he is rejected!) Christine blocked out all sounds but that of her heart pounding furiously as her love drove her on. The crowd chanted and they entered the lair. Someone knocked Christine down into the water. It wasn't very deep, but deep enough if she couldn't see she would drown. She couldn't see. She frantically tried to find herself, but so any boots and pitchforks were splashing by her she couldn't tell what was happening. Suddenly an arm grasped her shoulder and began pulling her up. Christine waited to see the Phantom's face, but when she was at the surface Raoul was the one standing above her. "Christine! Christine, are you alright?" Christine caught her breath and felt anger boiling inside of her. "Of course I'm not alright! You are about to kill my Angel! How can you ask me if I'm alright?" Why was she wasting her breath on this fop? She shook her head and plunged back towards her Angel's domain.
She was too late. The crowd was inside already and they were tearing everything apart. Christine watched as manuscripts flew, the scattered items on the floor stepped on, the beautiful swan bed destroyed. But through the midst of it all, Phantom was no where to be found. Christine heard something behind her. She turned to see Raoul pacing towards her. He was walking so strangely Christine wasn't ready when he banged her head, causing her to pass out.
Christine woke in warm arms wrapped around her. She blinked her eyes and saw that she was in her dressing room, and Raoul was holding her tight. She tried to move away, but she couldn't. There was someone else in the room, a doctor. He asked Raoul something, "So, the monster, banged her on her head and was trying to kill her?" Raoul nodded his head. Christine felt herself boiling. She was a pot of water, put on the stove, and someone had left a lid over it. She blew the top off. She opened her mouth to tell Raoul off, but no words came. Raoul noticed. "You were given medicine, it is keeping you from moving and speaking." What kind of torture was this? The doctor looked at her concerned. "Do you want to have the child?" He didn't do anything when Christine tried to nod yes but couldn't. The doctor spoke again, "Eh…two blinks if no, one blink if yes." Christine blinked once. The doctor and Raoul looked at eachother. Raoul tried to convince him she was under a spell, but the doctor said that he couldn't do what anyone wanted but Christine. A few minutes later Christine remembered her Angel. What had become of him? Raoul laid her down on her bed and left the room with the doctor. Christine did the only thing her body would let her, she slept.
For hours her aching body rested. When she finally woke it was very dark. She could move again, and speak as well. She got up on trembling legs. She walked around in circles until she found her balance. Then she hurriedly opened her mirror and ran through the passages. The stopped at the lake. Did she dare go past the lake to see what she might see? Of course she did. She had to know what happened to her Angel.
She nervously crossed the lake on the boat. At the other side she stepped out and looked at the shreds of papers everywhere. The sight made her fill with tears. She walked through the house, looking for her Angel. She felt tears rolling down her cheeks. The Phantom was no where to be found. She sadly ran to what remained of the swan bed and fell into it's warmth and cried.
