Caroline:

Oh god that was close. I nearly died. He nearly killed me!

I guess I should have expected it… after all, he IS an Erik, even if he's not the most notoriously violent of the three.

I glanced towards the bed where Erik lay. Since he was comatose, I examined the unmasked portion of his face. Not particularly attractive, due to years of abuse and starvation, but not entirely hideous either. I absentmindedly wondered what the hidden face looked like…

No, I couldn't do that to him. I didn't want to anger him anymore then I already had, and silently vowed to never touch the mask without his consent.

I sat down in the armchair next to the bed and pulled out one of my favorite books Wuthering Heights. This might be a long night.

I read for at least several hours, when I suddenly heard Erik stir. I watched as he gradually gained consciousness and regained his sense of awareness. He noticed me and I witnessed the anger flash through his eyes at the memories of the previous night.

"Good morning, Mademoiselle" His words were laced with fury

"Good morning, sir." I tried to put on a smile. God it was hard to be polite to a man who nearly put me in my grave.

"Mademoiselle I asked you this once before but I did not get a logical answer. Where am I?"

I sighed. Here we go again. "Like I said the first time you are in the future"

He growled obviously irritated with my response.

"Monsieur I shall prove it to you!" I grabbed my cell phone and held it up in his face. "Look Erik. Future technology"

He examined it in disbelief "Mon dieu! I have seen everything! Perhaps I really am in the future!"

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Mary:

After I finally managed to soothe Erik and he was no longer crying, I decided to explain what had happened a bit further to him.

"The doctor who you will meet soon recently discovered a way to transport fictional characters into our time in the real world. She decided to use this invention to help fictional characters whom had horrible experiences in their own world and give them a second lease on life." I smiled reassuringly.

Erik looked up at me processing the words, "Wait… fictional? Fictional characters?"

I looked at him sadly "Yes Erik, you were invented by a combination of several men. There are actually more Eriks in other fictional worlds and you will meet them shortly"

He looked dumbfounded "So… I'm not… real? Chris-Christine's not real? We're just… a story?"

Poor man! I looked at him as sympathetically as I could "Well in a sense… yes. In this world anyways. But in your world it was very real and the emotions you felt during your life were absolutely genuine"

"Can I go back?"

I looked down unsure of the answer, "I'm not sure. I don't think you can though. At least not right away or anything. I'll have to ask the doctor. But right now, we have to get you adjusted to your new home."

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Catherine:

Erik looked like he was about to die of shock. He steadied himself on a large boiler and gawked at both me and Dr. Hayes as if we were circus freaks.

"This is the future" He muttered to himself "I am 150 years in the future"

"It's not really the future for you anymore though" I told him "This is your home now. You are to live here and become accustomed to our more accepting and diverse society."

Erik studied the celling as he thought of a response "Erik lives at the Opera. In the fifth cellar. Not in some strange dystopian future fantasy. Erik must be dreaming of this. Or perhaps he is dead. And this is his hell. Is he dead Madame?"
Dr. Hayes looked at Erik with mild amusement "No Erik, you aren't dead or dreaming. This is real."

Erik looked at the doctor with bewilderment and then anger. "Madame, you don't understand. Erik takes strange potions occasionally. He hallucinates on these concoctions. This is one of those hallucinations. You are not real. None of this is. Except for Erik."

I sighed. This process would be harder than I anticipated.

Hey! So I finally got off my lazy but and finished a chapter before the school year begins. That's positive. But unfortunatley I start school in 2 days so this will probablly come even less frequently then before. Oh well. I just haven't been inspired lately. But I think I know where it's going to go... anyways as always please review because I like criticism, random comments, or questions. Oh and compliments are nice too Lol. but seriously. review. Your reviews inspire me to update sooner.