Welcome my friends to Chapter 1.Please enjoy and I shall update soon.Oh! The dotted line in the middle are a page break. :)
Chapter 1
-15 Years Later-
I woke in a cold sweat, crying. Now that I had come to the opera house I had dreamt of Erik even more. I miss him terribly. This place is really interesting, though. This peculiar "Opera Ghost" seems to haunt the opera house. I've never seen him before, but he sounds almost dreamy. I wonder……no couldn't be.
We're going to meet in Christine's room later, Meg and I, before opening night. Il Muto what an opera. La Carlotta fits her role perfectly. I don't about Christine, though she's changed so much and alienated us all, since that Raul came. I'm so nervous! Chorus girl or not it's my first performance.
"Did I not instruct that box five was to be kept empty?"
"It's Him." Christine whispered to me.
"You're part is silent, little toad!" Carlotta said a little too loudly.
"A toad, Madame? Perhaps it is you that is the toad." The husky voice called. And he disappeared just as soon as he had came.
There's a weird croaking noise coming from the stage. Oh, my! It's Carlotta!I actually feel bad for her. No time for that, we're on!
The crowd is huge and – Oh! I did that jump perfectly.
Uh, oh. Something's fallen. Oh my Lord, it's Bouquet!
Where's Christine going? She's with Raul, of course. I'm going to follow them
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That's not what you told me Christine, you, you, grrrrr.
Oh, the Phantom looks so sad. He's singing something I can barely hear but now he's singing to the rooftops.
"You will curse the day you will not do- all- that the Phantom asked of you---."
He sounds so angry, I can't help it. They start slowly but soon I can't stop the tears. Whether out of pity, or of love, or of fear I'll never know because he's heading this way.I back up as far as a can against the statue as his angry footsteps approach.
"Mademoiselle, you will tell no one of this." He commands me, pushing me roughly.
"Y-y-yes Monsieur. No one."
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