Once out on the street, Erik began to look for a carraige. His destination was undefined - he hadn't bothered to think of where to go when he designed the plan. He knew that he couldn't stay in Paris - that fact was for sure. But where else to go? What was the point of actually being alive without a place to go or call home? Then it struck him - home. That was where he needed to be.
Finally inside the carraige, he sat. Such boring things, these carraige rides. Why would anyone ever want to take one for fun. Oh, that's right - everyone has someone else to share it with, to talk to. Erik didn't have anyone. Not Nadir, not Christine. He was suddenly struck with a feeling that he was unwanted.
Well, he thought, of course you're unwanted! Who in their right mind would want a Living Corpse? Christine certainly did not, and Nadir betrayed you and led the boy into your lair.
The ride was very long and boring, but after many hours, he had finally reached Boscherville. It was a nice, quiet town at all hours of the day, but especially at night. Nobody was out, lights were on...it was like it was always calling for him, ready to display its prettiest side when he came. Erik was not tricked into thinking this way - he knew for a fact it was like this.
Finally Erik reached the town. He dismissed the carraige and walked to a place called "Sunset Inn". He paid for the room, and, after scaring the clerk out of his wits, went to discover the room.
When he reached the door 109, Erik was amazed. He had only just opened it to see bright colors glaring at him. He felt somewhat out of place - heck, he was out of place! - in the room, as his clothes were as black as the night's sky.
The room itself was handsome - one wall had a bed, side table, and cushioned chair pushed up to it; another wall had a giant window; the third wall had a dresser and table; and the fourth wall had nothing save the door to the hall. Erik appreciated the simplicity. He suddenly found his adrenaline wearing off, so he collapsed on the bed and allowed the world of nightmares to overtake him.
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