A Chance of Redemption
Chapter 5
It was so frightening.
Oh so frightening.
The abyss in front of her.
The nothingness behind her.
There was no going back now.
No finding her way to the surface, no finding herself in the shelter of the light once again.
The darkness was a blindfold, a shield to what was about to come.
She was full aware that these seconds she was spending at the present may well be the last she would ever spend on earth.
But it didn't matter anyways.
All that mattered was him.
All that mattered was Erik.
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The volume of the sobbing increased as Mary quietly paddled across the lake five cellars below the Opera Populaire. Did he not notice her? Or did he simply not choose to?
She could see Erik from the other bank, monkey music box in his cold corpse like fingers, the porcelain figurine clanging silver cymbals to the rhythm. He was obviously lonely, waiting for something to come into his life and change his outlook on love.
Mary felt that she was the only one to console him, that she was the only one to ease his pain. Even if that consoling resulted in her death.
For Erik, poor unfortunate Erik, was a killer.
And that fact would never change.
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WHO HAS THE NERVE TO VISIT ERIK AS HE PREPARES FOR HIS ETERNAL SLUMBER? WHO HAS THE FOOLISH COURAGE TO DARE AND INTERRUPT HIM IN HIS MOST IMPORTANT WORK? Are they simply petty thieves or maybe something more? No matter. Erik will have the last laugh. As Erik is in possession of the magical lasso.
The blood of Erik's victims will continue to flow, you see, even after he is dead and gone. The memories of him will still be there.
But now is not the time for such madness. Now is time for Erik to do what he pleases with the foolish child who has set off his alarms.
Watch as his rope wraps slowly around the neck. It is a snake, strong willed and brash, a mind of it's own. It will never let go, not for pleas, not for bribes, not for…
Christine?
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A/N: Thank you for reading the next chapter of this story. Please review, it really means alot to me when I know that people are appreciating my stories. Do it or Leroux Erik will punjab you. He's in a rather foul mood today :)