A Song In The Dark

Her Song, His Salvation

Ada sat at the dinner table with her father and brother she wasn't hungry she was much too excited she had just met the most feared legend in all of Paris and he was kind to her, he was odd and distant but kind none the less.

Ada thought about what had driven him to live in the opera house and stay there even after the fire. "Did you see the paper?" Denis asked disrupting her thoughts. Ada shook her head, "Why?"
Denis grabbed the paper that was on the table, "It told the story about the opera ghost."
Ada looked at the paper, she didn't really care the opera ghost was just a man the people of the city were making him out to be less than one it seemed cruel to her.
Dennis read the short article about a girl who became Prima Donna and the ghost who turned out to be as the paper called it a 'mad man' cut down the chandelier and set the opera house on fire.

"I thought he died?" Ada asked her brother although she knew the truth, her brothers deep eyes lit up, "They never found him though so maybe hes not, call me crazy but I swore I heard an organ playing last week." Ada's heart stopped and her face grew pale, they couldn't find him what would they do to him? "Maybe you are crazy Dennis." she joked trying to calm down the worry for this man she didn't even know. "I'm going to go to bed now." Ada stated excusing herself from the table.

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Ada sat awake in her bed until she was sure everyone was asleep slowly she tiptoed being careful not to touch the creaky spots she made her way to the Opera House. Ada lit a candle and began exploring, the Opera house was eerie at night the statues caught shadows on the floor the faint breeze blew the tattered curtains. Slowly she walked up the steps to box 5 the box she had seen Erik enter. She paused a moment to look at the view, you could see the stage the best from here, Ada closed her eyes Imagining music and laughter filling these halls bright colors and lights as people danced and sang on stage the crowd filled with emotion and joy. It was a beautiful thought.

Ada glanced around the box, "Where did he go from here?" She asked herself almost expecting to get the answer. "He just disappeared."

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Erik sat at the organ writing down the song she had played it was so beautiful truly a genius' work. The Opera House came alive at that moment. Her song spoke growth, beauty from the ashes and the rose bush climbed up the chandelier. It had a hint of sadness but it made her song all the more real. His body screamed for morphine but he fought back, his music was here now he needed his brain to function fully.
He stopped to think maybe he wanted to see the rose bush again maybe it would spark more. Erik untied the boat and climbed in guiding it to the other side of the underground lake. Erik docked and jumped out to secure the boat. He walked up to the hidden box five entrance a trap door that opened up the wall.

A high pitch scream sounded through the box when he emerged sending him startled to the ground back into the hidden hall. Ada's eyes were wide with fright but quickly softened. "Erik, I am so sorry you startled me!" She almost laughed putting her hand on her chest.
"What are you doing here?" Erik growled his blood boiling as he got up.

Ada blushed " I wanted to see you." Erik raised his visible eyebrow. "Why?"

Ada shrugged her shoulders trying to think of a reason that wouldn't sound weird. Erik chewed on his malformed lip.
They stood in a silence for a moment praying that each other would say something he just stared at her. She intrigued him, her dusted blond hair was down and messy, she wore a simple green dress it wasn't pretty or special but it completed her frame nicely her green eyes glistening in the candlelight sending beams of light.

"How did you come out of the wall?" She finally asked.
Erik glared at her "The door, how else would I get out?"
"Oh."
Ada looked at the place where the door was hidden, "Can I see your home?" She questioned him eventually.
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Erik stared at her his mouth slightly open his eyes wide. Ada let a smile stretch across her ruby lips, "please?"
Erik sighed "come." He grumbled turning on a heel. He wasn't sure why he accepted, she would probably scream when she got her senses strait. Erik lead her through the dark pathway grasping her delicate hand. "How long have you been living down here?" Ada asked sorrow in her voice.
Erik thought a moment recalling the years. "Twelve years."