The sheets of music burn. Everyone wants to catch this murderer.
In his lair, The Phantom grabbed Jasmine and dragged her to her statue with a wedding dress. "No compassion anywhere, Jasmine" he said crying. "Why? Why!?" He forced her to take of the dress she was wearing and to put on the wedding dress.
Madame Lesch and Raoul went down the stairs. "Keep your hand at the level of your eye" she told him. "This is as far as I deal go." "Thank you" he told her and continued.
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My Phantom of the Opera
FanfictionThis will my version of The Phantom of the Opera. Inspired by my Halloween when I was dressed up as the beautiful Christine Daae and my boyfriend was my handsome Phantom for Halloween this year. This have been a dream for so long with past boyfrien...
