"Did you slept well yesterday?" said one member.
"Yes, I was really exhausted because of a concert yesterday, so I slept well." said another.
"Anyway, I called you to talk about some news. Did you ever heard about the ghost?"
"No - I have not. Why?"
Raoul was passing by the two members of Trumpet; when he heard the word about 'ghost' in his ear, he suddenly wanted to hear about it. He carefully heard the story, pretending to play games in his iPhone.
"Because the ghost is the 'murderer'!"
"Really? How did you know?"
"I heard when Mrs. Velcon and Mr. Brick talking to each other in a small room, and she was telling that all members and staffs should be careful - because the ghost appeared in this company!"
"Ghosts - ha!"
"Yeah, Mr. Brick said that too. He said that he won't believe it."
Raoul ran over to his three friends in the second floor, rapidly passing by the Trumpet members and taking up the stairs. Kellen, Robert, and Christine was looking at Raoul. He was panting - out of breath.
"Why are you in so hurry?" Kellen said. "We still have time!"
"Did - did you heard - about - about the ghost?" Raoul said, panting.
"Yes," said Kellen and Robert.
"No," said Christine, "I have never heard of them. Why? What is this ghost?"
"The ghost lives in our conpany. So we must be careful about it."
"I don't believe in ghosts," said Christine, "only Angels which lives in heaven."
"Really?" asked Robert and Kellen.
"You believe in Angels and not ghosts? They are the same - why do you believe only one of them?"
"Because," said Christine, clentching her fists and brightening her face, "I have met the Angel!"
"You mean the Genius of Instrument?" Raoul asked.
"Genius of Instrument?" Kellen and Robert both asked. "What in heaven is it?"
"My mother once spoke to me about Genius of Instrument," said Christine, "and so was Raoul. Mother told me that when I found my potential about my instrument, the Genius will come to me, and teach me about true meaning of music."
"Really?" Robert and Kellen asked.
"Yes," said Christine, "and he told me that he will teach me lessons everyday!"
"So, is your mother here?" Kellen asked.
Christine answered nothing about this question. Her face started to grow red, and her eyes began to fill with sparkling, sad tears. She shook her head sadly.
"Oh," said Kellen, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to-"
"It's alright," said Christine, "I'm okay."
Raoul, Robert and Kellen patted on her shoulder, and quietly went to their rooms.
The strange case happened that evening. Everyone was taking a short break, but they all got up and rushed to the place where the scream heard - all members, Mr. Brick and Mrs. Velcon went outside. The sound came from there. A girl was standing there - her face was white and pale as a snow. She was trembling, and was pointing towards the empty space.
"Kellen," Mr. Brick said, "What's the matter?"
"She, she is GONE!" Kellen cried out.
When she said this, Robert started to rapidly count the members. And soon realized that there was one member missing.
"Christine!" he cried.
All gasped.
"What? Christine is missing?"
Then the mumbling and groaning and muttering sounds came from the group.
"Kellen," said Mrs. Velcon, "Why did Christine vanished? Calm down, my dear, and tell us."
"Well, I was walking with Christine on the garden, and just then, there was a strong wind blew, so strong that I couldn't open my eyes! And when I opened it, Christine was gone!"
"No more?" Mr. Brick asked.
"Yes, no more."
The conductor sighed, and turned back to the others. He spoke gently than ever before.
"Everyone, I'm very sorry to hear the news about missing Christine, and we hope we will soon find her. And until we find her, we are going to delay the camp, and after Christine appears, we will continue the camp. I'm very sorry, everyone. Now let's go back to our room."
Everyone pushed and pulled into the building, and Mrs. Velcon carefully carried Kellen, trying to relax her. But there was only one person who left in the place of the disaster - Raoul.
He fell upon his knees, and saw the white moonlight, shining upon the place. He looked at it, then he shook his head. Soon, his eyes filled with tears. He was crying not only because of his love - but Christine's harm.
He sat there for hours, watching the moon moving through the clouds.
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The Phantom of the Orchestra | Fanfiction
FanfictionJoy Phliharmonic Orchestra opened a company building at 2005, and 10 years later, there was a dynamic case happened in the building... A girl who played piccolo was kidnapped by someone who do not know, and her boyfriend, a Concert Master, seeks to...