Chapter 49

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Andrew Lloyd Webber, Gaston Leroux, Yeston/Kopit, etc. Own Phantom. Not I.

Elyza

Eventually, my eyelids fluttered open. I was blinded by the lights above me and I didn't know where I was. Everything was blurry. I realised I didn't have my glasses on and everything was numb. Suddenly, a horrid noise filled the air. It sounded like someone was choking. I, then realised that it was I, myself choking as I felt my throat closing. I was convulsing, panicking. What was happening to me? Was I dying? After I calmed down, I was able to breathe better. There was... A tube down my throat. So, I was in a hospital. But why? I felt fine, except, of course, apart from not being able to really feel anything at all. I heard distantly, a young voice calling to me. Liz-Marie. "Elyza! It's alright! You're going to be fine. Breathe. Just breathe. You worried Erik and me sick! Thank Heavens you're alright!" Eric? Who was 'Eric' and why were they so concerned about me?! What was going on!?...

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