𝑷𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑵𝒐 𝑹𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 | ℳ𝒶𝓇𝓋ℯ𝓁 𝓍 𝒫𝓉ℴ

The Phantom of the Opera

THIS WILL NOT BE A QUOTE ON QUOTE BOOK SO DONT COME AT ME IN THE COMMENTS.

"Let me go..." I whispered to Clint while he desperately held onto my arm.
     "No, please no" he begged, shaking his head. I could see the sadness in his eyes.

     "It's okay" I whispered.
"Please...". His grip was starting to lose and his eyes teary.

     I look up at him with a smile on my face and pushed myself off the cliff.

    You know when people say that before you die, your life flashes before your eyes?

"It's really not that complicated." I sigh, crossing my arms. I was standing in front of Lokis cell, interrogating him.
"I got red in my ledger. I'd like to wipe it out"

"...4...3" Clint counted.

I jump down the highway with my motorcycle, speeding past cars.

"...Give 'em hell"

I waited for the impact of my fall to kill me, to end it all. But..— I never did.

     Instead I felt myself on something way too soft for plain rock. I keep my eyes closed when I hear shuffling close to me.

I peak under my eyelid, spotting a young girl, possibly 20 or older. I continue to scan around the room, finding it lacked electricity and light.

Faint bustling could be heard beyond the doors of what seems like a shared dormitory.

     Finally I flutter open my eyes, the blondie next to me gasping.

"Christine! I was so worried about you!" She exclaimed, hugging me tightly. I turn stiff at her strange touch. "How do you feel? Do you have a headache, sores?" she asked.

I shake my head in response.

"Alright, then we must go! Mo-Madame Giry must be waiting for you" she drags me out of bed. 

     We walk out of the dormitory, going down a few flights of spiral stairs. They do look quite old.

I finally noticed the pointe shoes on me feet. The feeling of them were still sadly familiar to me as we arrive at a barre with others practicing there.

I had noticed while on our way here that this place seems to have a very interesting layout. It could possibly have four floors or more. We had only been at the edges of this place so it seemed to go on endlessly.

     I could hear wailing in the distance and I internally flinch.
After awhile it finally stops and we are dismissed.

I quickly chug down some water, wanting to explore this place. I walk around the crowded halls of the house. There were props and dancers everywhere, some practicing their choreography and some straight up drunk (?).

I finally arrive at a ginormous stage, a woman standing on it. I couldn't make out her face as she was standing face at the front row seats.

"Girls, break is over, gather around!" I hear the instructor order, all the other young girls taking chain props.

I follow them and take a prop as well, continuing as the entire cast of this seemingly theatre house gather in a big moon around a few people.