A Chance of Redemption
Chapter 4
As the darkness set in on the blustery winter's night, a machine sat vacant. Waiting.
As the sun began to set and the snow began to fall, three girls packed up the few things that they would need in the worlds that they were about to transcend into.
The time was near.
As the sun began to rise on a fresh snow fall three girls, the same as before, boarded the machine to accomplish the mission that they had anticipated for so long.
The time had come.
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Was he dead? Gone?
Am I too late?
My adorable Erik! My sweet an innocent, tortured Erik!
What if they harmed him? The mob of civilians was cruel and unforgiving, surely he would have been tortured or even worse- killed if he had been discovered!
Why does anyone think that he could ever deserve this inhumane treatment? Who could possibly imagine a sweeter man- thrown in to the most desperate of circumstances and forced to survive on his own. It's terrible really!
But what if I'm wrong? I would be so happy, so grateful if I could just discover him unharmed. Maybe he will take my advice, and listen to me, and maybe one day, one day soon perhaps he will even learn to love me! Just like he loved her!
That would be wonderful!
But I am a step ahead of myself.
I must find him. I must find the Phantom. I must find my Erik.
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Damn it.
Why is it so dark in here? At least when I saw this on stage there was a light or two! But here- here even Mexican Jesus wouldn't be able to see an inch in front of his face!
Where the hell is Erik? They said he'd be around here, after all, I'm pretty sure this is his lair, but between the lighting and the lack of a sign that says "Welcome to the Lair" I'm kinda lost. Wasn't his lair supposed to be in the fifth cellar or something?
I'm beginning to wonder if this is worth it, to you know do this. After all it will be kinda dangerous… but not to fear. At least I'm not in Sweeney Todd, or Naruto, or Watchmen, or…
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He's going to kill me isn't he?
No matter, I'm going to die at some point, so it may as well be now.
I have always been rather fascinated by death. What is it? When will it come? Why does it often strike the most innocent of us all?
What will occur after the fact? Will we simply lay in the ground, rotting, or might there be more- an afterlife perhaps?
But now is no time to wonder. Now is a time to discover the joys and happiness of life with the phantom I have been assigned to.
Leroux Erik.
A/N: And so that wraps up the chapter four. Thank you for reading and please review.