No cursing in this chapter, some violence. A tad bit graphic, and possibly disturbing. lol. Highly doubt that. But the theme is almost like a horror movie. Maybe 'Nightmare on Elm Street' like with the children chanting "1-2- Freddie's coming for you...etc". I dont know, lol. Enjoy anyways.


Nightmares II

A bright white light was shining down on her face, suddenly the light went out and Christine realized she was on the stage. The Opera House was empty and she was the only one on the stage… or so she thought. Christine turned around to find Ubaldo Piangi standing in front of her with a noose still tied around his neck. His face was a ghastly white color and he was wearing his Don Juan Triumphant costume.

"Oh...my God," Was all she could whisper out.

"It's your fault." He said cruelly walking towards her.

Christine backed up slowly but ran into someone. Slowly she turned around and saw Carlotta. Her heart began to break, though she may not like this woman she felt so bad about what happened.

"It's your fault." She repeated.

"No…it's not!" Christine finally yelled back.

"Oh, but it is!" Piangi mocked, "If it wasn't for you I would be alive."

"I didn't kill you…" She started.

"No, but if you were never here, then I would be alive! It was your cold rejection that turned the Phantom's heart to ice." He yelled.

"I'm sorry." Christine sobbed out.

"He'll kill you." Christine turned her head around to Carlotta who was talking with no emotion on her face. She almost seemed dead-like. Christine's heart jumped into her throat. She knew something weird was happening.

"He will." Andre said, almost appearing out of no where. Soon Firmin appeared along with other ballet girls, chorus members, janitors, maids, and stage hands. Now the whole stage was filled. Christine became panicked and started breathing heavy.

"He's there…" Firmin started, almost exactly like the ghostly tone Carlotta spoke in.

"The Phantom of the Opera…" The ballet girls chanted.

"Beware…The Phantom of the opera!" The chorus member's echoed. Christine started backing away from them.

"He's there!" Everyone chimed in at once, "The Phantom of the opera…"

Suddenly a figure fell from the catwalk. Christine fell to the ground screaming. The man was hung by a noose; his head was tilted to the side. Obviously it was broken, with his eyes bulging out. This man she recognized as Joseph Buquet!

"Beware...the Phantom of the opera!" He said mocking her. Christine screamed some more and ran from the stage, while the crowd chanted.

A dark figure appeared out from behind a set and grabbed her.

"Angel." She whispered. She still heard the chants, they were getting louder.

"Please…" She begged but he held her by the throat and began choking her. Christine gasped for air. The Phantom just choked her harder and smiled. That evil sinister smirk marked across his face. Her stomach turned at the thought of him like this. Tears formed in her eyes as darkness started to surround her.

"Beware…The Phantom of the Opera!"

"Christine." A sweet female voice was calling to her. "Christine…" Christine opened her eyes to find Meg. "Christine, you were screaming! What is the matter?"

Christine sat there, just staring into space. 'Another one of my nightmares.'

"I…uhhh…had a bad dream."

"Don't worry, you're ok now." Meg said hugging her. Christine looked up and saw Madame Giry. A look of concern was on her face.

"I'm fine…really, you two need to go back to sleep." Christine said smiling.

Meg smiled back at her and said, "Ok, goodnight Christine." With that Meg and her mother walked out of the room as Christine collapsed back down.