I stood in my room, pacing like a caged tiger with the mask in my hand. Did that really just happen? My mind gently drifted, that was kind of cool. I had always liked the movies and I loved the musical. Plus I knew what happened. So what would be so bad of going back? After all it was the beginning of the summer, so I could sleep all I wanted. Then again the Phantom was a murderer at one point. But, that was only one time and he let Raoul and Christine go. I always felt sad for the Phantom in many ways, for what Christine did. But if I was there as a ballerina…then who would I go as if I went again?
"Well its only 8:00 o'clock and it's only a dream."
The way I think it I got there. That I was reading the book and I fell asleep. I looked at the book sat on my bed and started to read it. I must have fallen asleep because I opened my eyes, to find I was clearly not in my room. I saw a big mirror but before I could look into it a man barged into the room.
"Oh there you are" He said with smile
I stood there, the man standing in front of me was very handsome with sand blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and in my opinion almost girlish features. This was the Vicomte... Raoul de Chagney.
"I shall wait for you in the carriage, no more than five minutes."
"Fine" I said with confusion.
After he left I practically ran to the mirror. He says those words to Christine…..so that would mean.
"Oh...no" I looked into the mirror to see my entire being had changed to Christine. Except my eyes they were still that distinct dark violet. If I had been changed then I would have to play the role of Christine.
"Well I must meet Raoul"
I changed into a silk white gown with delicate lace. But before I left I thought this scene felt familiar.
"Insolent boy, this slave of fashion. Basking in your glory." This voice reminded me instantly which scene this was.
"Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor. Sharing in my triumph!" He accused.
"Angel I hear you speak I listen stay by my side guide me. Stay by my side. Guide me; Angel my soul was weak forgive me. Enter at last master." I don't know how I knew these words. It was like I was a puppet. Singing myself but on someone's command and I was singing these words as if I knew them my whole life. "Flattering child you shall know me. See why in shadows I hide. Look at your face in the mirror I am there inside." He continued gently. I obeyed and looked at the mirror and saw him, the Phantom He really had the voice of an Angel. Even though he looked like an Angel of darkness. He wore all black except his white porcelain mask. I started to walk towards him. His voice beckoned me to come. But my mind told me to run and get Raoul. I was only inches away from the mirror now. With his gloved hand stretched out for me to take and I reluctantly did. He gingerly tightened his grip and our journey had begun. I felt as if I had entered a dream. His soft emerald eyes and his voice had hypnotized me to follow and be with him. Then another song came to me.
"In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me and speaks my name and do I dream again? For now I find. The Phantom of the Opera is there! Inside my mind." I sang when I had finished the verse he had started another.
"Sing once again with me, our strange duet...my power over you grows stronger yet. And though you turn from me to glance behind the Phantom of the opera is there inside your mind." Then I answered his beckoning call.
"Those who have seen your face draw back in fear...I am the mask you wear its me 'they hear'" Then our voices combined. "Your spirit and my voice in one combined! The phantom of the opera is there inside my mind"
I knew what he was doing to me. He was trying to turn me into his. I wasn't going to give in to him. But yet I want to.
"In all you fantasies you always knew that man in mystery 'we're both in you' and in thislabyrinth where night is blind the phantom of the opera is there inside your mind"
He moved his head to mine and whispered in my ear 'sing for me!' Then I found myself singing higher than I ever thought possible for me.
Grabbing my shoulders "SING FOR ME" he finally bellowed. All went black. Even in my sleep I still heard him.
"Since the moment I first heard you sing. I have needed you with me to serve me to sing, for music... my music….. and only then can you belong to me"
The last thing I remember was a soft kiss on my forehead. I shot straight up in my bed.
"Yes I will!" I started to cry, for I was in love with the Phantom of the Opera.
So Charlotte is back! What will she do? Well I don't know yet...haha. But um ya this took me like a couple of days to figure out and actually do. So I hope you enjoy it! What should Charlottte do next?
