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Death To Life

August 1st 1919

Raoul didn't see the music box when Javert tried to steal it many years ago. Raoul's mind was preoccupied at the time. All he knew was the song…that haunting sound. Christine described it everyday when he went to visit her while she was sick. They all thought she was going senile and she didn't know what she was talking about…but now it made sense.

'She knew what Erik would be like. She was trying to warn us.' Raoul thought to himself. He would go back and get it.

When he woke up in the morning he noticed Madame Giry was no where to be found. Meg was sick with a cold so she wasn't feeling well enough to go. He thought maybe Madame Giry would like to come. He was going to tell her his ideas on the music box and what Christine was trying to say.

But she wasn't there in the house. He decided he better leave, he was already late for the auction. Raoul went there to ask for access to the vaults…he would also like to get something for Christine's grave if he could.

This particular day was unusually cold. It was very gray and rainy. The air seemed dull and almost foggy. The leaves were already beginning to fall from the trees. The Opera House was abandoned. It closed down in 1901 because no one wanted to manage it anymore. People lost interest in the once historic place.

His nurse and chauffeur wheeled him into the former Opera House. Old memories came back to him and he almost felt like he finally returned home.

Raoul eventually noticed Madame Giry standing there. He was shocked to see her and wondered why she had come. His attention was distracted when he heard about Lot 665. Which was……the monkey music box!

Madame Giry was the first to bid for it and out of instinct Raoul tapped the nurse on the arm. That was a signal to raise her hand. He needed that music box.

Madame Giry raised her hand for 25 francs and stared at him. She wondered if he had the same plan she did. He told the nurse to raise her hand for 30. That gave Madame Giry the answer to her question. They probably did have the same plan. The auctioneer asked Madame Giry if she would offer 35. She shook her head no.

"Thirty once…thirty twice…sold for thirty francs to the Vicomte De Chagny. Thank you Sir."

'A collectors piece indeed…every detail exactly as she said. Will you still play when all the rest of us are dead?' He sang in his mind. He remembered Andre calling it a collectors piece. So this was the music box. The monkey seemed like a doll that would comfort you. No wonder Erik used it as comfort. It almost seemed like it was smiling at you.

"Lot 666 then: A chandelier in pieces. Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera...a mystery never fully explained. We are told, ladies and gentlemen, that this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster. Our workshops have repaired it and wired parts of it for the new electric light. Perhaps we can frighten away the ghost of so many years ago with a little illumination, Gentlemen?"

The men pulled the cloth off the big object. Raoul's memories of the story flashed through his mind as he watched the glorious chandelier being raised to its former glory. It became too much for Raoul and Madame Giry to see.

Raoul asked to leave the Opera House. He carried with him the little monkey. He wanted to get to the cemetery before Erik can. When he got in his car he noticed Madame Giry looking at him. She had brought her own car so she didn't need a ride home. She kind of gave him a telepathic question of what he was going to do. He nodded and placed his hat over his heart in a gesture. Madame Giry nodded back and sighed. She watched the car drive away.

Madame Giry prayed Erik would return back home.

Along the way he remembered all that has happened in his life. He remembered the Opera House and how he and Christine were once engaged. He remembered the crashing of the chandelier and almost getting killed by Erik. Raoul then remembered Christine and how happy she was with Erik later on. And how happy he was with Meg. Everything happens for a reason. Christine told him that one day. He now truly believes that.

The car made it to the cemetery and the nurse and chauffeur wheeled him to her grave. He gathered all his strength, which wasn't much, and got himself up to place the monkey on her grave. He looked at the picture of his best friend, he really missed her. Something else caught his attention.

The rose… 'Oh no…he's already been here.' Raoul feared he was too late

He noticed something else. Christine engagement ring.

'How did that get there?'

He looked up again and saw Erik leaning by a statue. Raoul sat down in his chair and told them to hurry over to the man. They ran over to Erik who was now on the ground.

"Erik…we all have been so worried." Raoul told him.

"I'm dying." Erik replied weakly.

Raoul gasped, 'But he just came home…why is he dying now?'

"Come on Erik." Raoul said trying to get him up.

"Ghost's don't die." Raoul joked which made Erik laugh.

Erik looked over to the monkey music box and smiled. "Thank you Raoul."

"You're Welcome Erik." Raoul replied.

Erik clutched at his chest. He cried out in pain. "Christine!" He cried for her.

This made Raoul cry. To see this poor man in pain and crying out for his love who was dead seemed to make Raoul sob.

Erik calmed down and smiled, "…Christine."

Raoul looked over to where he was looking at and saw nothing. 'This is it.' Raoul thought.

"Bye Erik." Raoul said.

He looked up and said, "Tell Madame Giry that I love her and I'm grateful for everything."

"I'll do that." Raoul replied.

"Goodbye Raoul."

"Say hi to Christine for us."

Erik smiled and then closed his eyes. His body was lying on the cold hard earth and he stopped breathing. Raoul sobbed and the chauffeur brought Erik's body to the car. The nurse wheeled Raoul back to the car. They placed Erik in the very back seat of the long vehicle. Raoul sat towards the front. They drove Erik to a funeral place. There they scheduled for the funeral the next day.

The car drove back to the house and Raoul was in tears. Madame Giry had returned before and saw that Erik wasn't with him. She lost hope in him ever coming home.

Telling her that Erik had died was a very hard task for Raoul. He didn't know how to tell her. But he eventually did and when she heard the news she fell to the ground and cried.

Erik's funeral was beautiful to say the least. It was very similar to Christine's which would have been what he wanted. Almost all of the De Chagny family, grandchildren, and great grandchildren attended.

Angela was the most hysterically. She had always been daddy's little girl.

"I love you, papa." She said and kissed his head.

Would Erik want to wear his mask? Probably. Did they bury him with his mask on? No. To them, he didn't need it. They did place it in his hands along with a red rose. The same one he left on Christine's grave with the black ribbon and ring. It seemed to sparkle like never before. Erik finally looked at peace.


In 1920 Madame Giry passed away. She died on November 29th of that year. Raoul and Meg continued to live in the house that they bought so many years ago. One morning Raoul found Meg sitting by the fire place crying.

"My dear, what is wrong?" Raoul asked and sat by her.

"I was just thinking about everyone and everything that has happened in our lives." Meg smiled. She still wore her necklace and matching earrings.

Raoul hugged his wife and kiss her. "I've had a wonderful life with you. All I wanted was a simple yet elegant life. I wanted someone I can love with all my heart and who would love me back with the same feelings. I wanted a wife to grow old with and children to take care of…"

"Me too." Meg replied.

She paused and continued her thought, "Do you think Maman, Papa Nadir, Christine, and Erik are all together."

"Yes. I do think they are all together watching over us." Raoul said.

"Like guardian angels?"

"Yeah…like guardian angels." He hugged her to him and then went to go lie down in the bed. Meg joined him a little while later. They sleep together in an embrace.

"I love you Raoul." Meg said.

"I love you too Meg." Raoul replied. And with that they fell asleep together.

The next morning the nurse found them there, and they had died over night in each other's embrace. They died on April 26th 1922.


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