All About Us - Phantom of the Opera Love Story

Carnival of Lost Souls

Erik

It's been a few days since that morning when Christine found Erik's coffin. She didn't speak, barely ate, and didn't sleep. Erik noticed her greying slightly and wanted to help her however, Christine didn't accept any help. Her eyes were constantly red from crying and drooped from the exhaustion. He knew that it was a bad idea for him to bring her there, but she had to know. He knew that something inside of her unlocked and new emotions had been released. Unfortunately, the journey had to continue and today and Erik was to take Christine to his old carnival grounds to show her what was left. He went the day before to see if anything was there to show, and strangely enough, the tent still rose high today. It was converted into a Museum of the Wicked, which basically showed the freaks of all the years past and also artifacts from the different carnivals that would pass by that area.

Erik walked to Christine, who was nibbling on a butter croissant and put his leather-gloved hand on her shoulder.

"My Dear, it's time to go."

Christine looked up at him, her eyes slightly less red, and nodded. She stood and walked past him to get her coat and scarf. She opened the door and held it open for him to go through.

"Please Christine, you know this was not your fault; you need to let it go so we can move forward."

"I know," Christine whispered, "it was just too much to handle. I am feeling a bit better today," she stuffed the rest of the food into her mouth, "see? I'm eating."

Erik chuckled as he put his arm around her, "Yes, I see that. Now, we are off to the fair."

Christine

It was foggy at the fairgrounds when the couple arrived. Christine had rolled down the window of the taxi cab even before they got there and was slapped in the face by the wind. She didn't care; she just wanted to see the fairgrounds as soon as possible. Christine was still pretty exhausted from the last couple of days and she felt bad for putting worry into Erik's heart, but seeing that coffin and knowing that Erik's body was inside because of her killed her a little bit. The one thing she hadn't had a chance to tell Erik was that she remembered.

She remembered the night he died.

The night Erik died was a night that she would never forget again. She remembered running to him on the roof of the Opera House, happy to finally be free from Raoul's grasp, and back into her lover's arms. She felt tears drip down her cheeks of pure happiness of being back with Erik, but then she heard the gunshot.

Raoul was standing with his pistol still smoking, a huge smirk on his face. Christine turned back to Erik who looked straight into her eyes through his skin-colored mask.

"I love you," he said, "We will be together again, I pro...." That was when Erik closed his eyes and she felt the life drain out of him.

"No!" Christine screamed; the scream so strong it felt like it wasn't her. Then she started sobbing as she untied his mask freeing his face to the night air.

Christine took in his marred, barely visible face, and kissed him hard on the lips, knowing that there would be nothing given back.

Meg Giry was on the roof as well and walked up to the sad couple. She tried to take Christine away from him, but all Christine could do was a growl. She went willingly as she watched another man take his body away.

After his body was taken away, which now she knew was underground at his home, Raoul tried to console Christine, but she wouldn't have it. On the other hand, instead of letting him console her she grabbed the gun from Raoul and shot him, right in the stomach.