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A/N- Sorry this is so short, it really is more of a segue way than a complete chapter. Also the marksmen are set up around the auditorium (not in the backstage area as in the movie) since it suits my purpose. There is more to come and more in depth. If this doesn't work for ya'll….tell me. My feelings won't be to hurt.
Chapter 3
Christine knew it was him the minute his voice sang out sotto voce…
Passarino, go away for the trap is set and waits for its prey. He came out from behind the drapes. How he had managed this almost amused her. Although the stage doors had been locked no guards were posted. The managers had thought it would interfere with the flow of the performance. Glancing up through her lashes, Christine could see them whispering to each other, oblivious to the cast change that had just occurred. The audience, in their ignorance of an opera's debut, would not realize it as anything major. Just another strange character in an obscene production.
You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge, in pursuit of that wish which till now has been silent, silent. Her demonic angel crept upstage, putting his finger over his lips as if daring her to keep the ruse going. Christine began to stand up, the shoulder of her costume sliding down despite efforts otherwise.
I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge- in your mind you've already succumbed to me, dropped all defenses, completely succumbed to me (here he stole a longing glance at her exposed shoulders)….now you are here with me: no second thoughts… Christine looked down at the floor and then nonchalantly glanced up at Box 5 and immediately noticed Raoul was gone. Erik followed her gaze, but stepped closer and continued. You've decided….. Raoul was gone, and as he sang the next line she turned to face him. Decided….