Disclaimer is as stated in chap 1, I don't own any of the songs too, just adding them into my story to carry on the scene.
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1. Guest: haha okay, I will let her as mature as possible
2. Masked Man 2: haha thanks. Erik will appear in the chapter! :)
" Knock Knock"
" Christine, are you in there? " asked Raoul softly, hoping that he wasn't disturbing her.
" Raoul, is that you? "
" Yes, please let me enter. Don't worry, I just want to talk to you for a while, ask how you are, I won't disturb you, I promise! " explained Raoul. Christine had just woken up. She fell asleep once she entered her room and didn't even tidy her hair or remove her makeup. Her room was filled with flowers and gifts from all the wonderful audience that watched her performance. She thought that since her music teacher wasn't around, it might be a good chance for her to meet her long lost friend. Opening the door, Christine welcomed Raoul.
" Raoul! " smiled Christine, giving Raoul a hug, then smiling back at him again.
" Wonderful job just now! Everyone enjoyed it! How are you doing? " praised Raoul
" Great, everyone is so caring here, Madame Giry and my best friend Meg, " assured Christine. She invited Raoul to have a sit as she accepted the bouquet of flowers from Raoul. Placing it on her dressing table, she noticed a rose with a black ribbon tied beautifully around its stem. It laid magnificently on her dressing table and stood out from the other gifts though it was just a rose.
" Who gave you that? " asked Raoul, noticing that Christine kept staring at the rose.
" Nothing much, probably from my teacher, " answered Christine.
" Are you hungry? I will prepare the carriage. Let's go out for breakfast! " suggested Raoul.
" No Raoul, it's alright! " Christine declined the offer.
" I will go now, wait for me! " insisted Raoul who ran out, slamming the door behind him. Christine sat on her lovely bed, looking at all the gifts again.
" Insolent boy! This slave of fashion, basking in your glory. Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor..." sang a deep booming voice.
"Angel, I hear you; speak, I listen. Stay by my side, guide me. Angel, my soul was weak, forgive me. Enter at last, Master! " Christime continued the song. As she stood up, following the voice, she stared at her own reflection in the mirror. The longer she looked into it, the clearer the black figure got. It was the phantom. It was her music teacher. He wore a black coat with a white mask on the right side of his face. Raising his hand, Erik invited Christine into the mirror. Christine was mesmerised by her music teacher and she followed him through the secret passageway behind the mirror.
Holding the fire-lit torch with his left hand, he grabbed Christine with his right, and led the way.
" In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came, that voice that calls to you and speaks my name..." The duet sang on and on.
" Who is in there? Whose voice is that? Christine open the door!" screamed Raoul as the door was locked. Suddenly, a hand covered Raoul's mouth and a hand pulled him away. It was Madame Giry.
" Please leave, Vicomte de Chagny. You have met Christine! " argued Madame Giry.
" Whose voice was that? " demanded Raoul.
" I cannot tell you! " insisted Madame Giry.
" I will break into her room then! " threatened Raoul.
" Don't! It was her music teacher just now. She would be having music lessons now, please do not disturb her! " pleaded Madame Giry. Raoul sighed at the missed chance to meet Christine again. However, he was curious why Christine music teacher was so secretive and he was determind to to find the reason.
Meanwhile, Erik led Christine down the dungeon and to a boat. Rowing the boat with the oar, Christine sat comfortably in the boat and admired her music teacher. She could see his home from afar. Though a short ride, Christine had a good time enjoying and exploring the dungeon despite the stench of still water. Stopping by the shore, Erik got out first and pulled Christine out of the boat.
Christine looked around but didn't move. Erik arranged his musical scores and his writing table as he started singing once more.
Leading the way once again, Erik brought Christine to a covered wardrobe. Removing the cloth, there stood a mannequin which looked exactly like Christine but in a wedding gown. Shocked to see herself right in front of her eyes, Christine fainted. Erik caught her in time. Laying her onto the cosy bed, he pulled the curtains down and covered the wardrobe with the cloth. Glancing at Christine, Erik returned to his writing table, thinking of the next music, the next play.
On the other hand, Madame Giry left Raoul after sending him to the main entrance of Paris Opera House. Raoul waved goodbye, but as soon as she turned her back, Raoul stepped into the opera house and headed straight for Christine's room. On his way, he meant Carlotta.
" Oh my dear Vicomte de Chagny, have you specially arrived to see me? " asked Carlotta.
" Yes, " lied Raoul. " Just call me Raoul, if you don't mind. "
" Oh, it's my pleasure Raoul. Come into my room and have a seat. Prepare some tea! " ordered Carlotta.
" It's alright Carlotta. Actually, I have a small request..." said Raoul.
" What is it? Can I help you? " asked Carlotta.
" You see, your performance was amazing too and I loved it, despite the fact that you lost your voice halfway through. I would like to have a souvenir from you. Perhaps, your wonderful hairpin. I would like to keep it in my collection box, " stated Raoul.
" He asks for a gift! He asks for my hairpin! " laughed Carlotta who whispered it to her maid. Without any hesitation, she removed one of the hairpins from her nicely done hair and passed it to Raoul.
" I love this hairpin the most. Take good care of it! " reminded Carlotta. Smiling, Raoul nodded in agreement. He dashed for Christine's room and with the hairpin, he meddled with the door knob. After a few attempts, he finally managed to break into the room. The room was awkwardly quiet. Closing the door slowly and gently behind him, he walked towards the suspicious mirror which was shifted slightly off its original position. Peering closer, he realised that there was a secret passageway, leading to a strange and unknown place.
Gatherng his courage, Raoul stepped in. The ground was moist, water dripped from the ceiling, rats scurried everywhere. He saw a fire torch thrown onto the ground and was sure someone must have entered before he did. It was a straight and one way path, hence Raoul followed the route and to the basement, where the still water was collected.
Sensing a stranger was in his home, Erik turned to have a look from his writing table. He saw a man clad in a white suit and long specially tailored pants.
" Who is he? What is he doing here? " Erik thought. He walked down the steps and towards the water body. Inching his way closer to the entrance of his home, he recognised the person.
" Raoul? " Erik called out.
Haha sorry, it's sought of a cliffhanger. Yep, Erilkand Raoul indeed know each other and this will lead to further conflict between the two of them over Christine who doesn't know Raoul's true identity. Raoul's character changed after leaving Christine when they were young. ( thanks MaskedMan2 for pointing out the error in the lyrics. )