My Phantom of the Opera

The Beauty Underneath

Play that again! He, how could it be, he hears the music? You, you hear it too, you hear the music? Now sing. Sing for me boy!

The Phantom took Gustave's hand as he shows him around. Standing behind him with his hands on the boy's shoulders. Gustave starts singing. 

"Have you ever yearned to go past the world you think you know? Been enthralled to the call of the beauty underneath?" the Phantom started. "Have you let it draw you in past the place where dreams begin? Felt the full breathless pull of the beauty underneath? When the dark unfolds its wings do you sense the strangest things? Things no one would ever guess. Things mere words cannot express?" Gustave answered "Yes!" 

They started going down the stairs. "Have you found yourself beguiled by the dangerous and wild and been hooked as you looked at the beauty underneath? Have you felt your senses surge and surrendered to the urge? And been hooked as you looked at the beauty underneath?" the Phantom asked.  

"When you stare behind the night. Can you glimpse its primal might. Might you hunger to possess. Hunger that you can't repress?" 

"Yes!" Gustave answered. 

The boy looked around and the Phantom watches him.   

"I can taste it. I have heard the music and embraced it even in the wonders that you've showed me. It's as if he's always known me." Then Gustave continues. "It's all so beautiful. So strange, yet beautiful. Everything's just as you say." Then the Phantom said to himself "And he's so beautiful. Perhaps too beautiful. What I suspect cannot be. And yet, somehow, we both see the very same way."  

Gustave went back to him. The Phantom kneeling down to eye level with his hands on his shoulders facing each other. "Is the music in your head? Have you followed where it led and been graced with a taste of the beauty underneath?" Gustave asked. "Does it fill your every sense. Is it terribly intense? Tell me you need it, too. Need the beauty underneath." 

"Yes, it does" the Phantom told him. The Phantom continues to show Gustave. They both said "When it lifts its voice and sings. Don't you feel amazing things? Things you know you can't confess. Things you thirst for nonetheless." The Phantom then let him continue looking around by himself with every freaky thing he sees. "It all so beautiful," said the boy. "Can it be" the Phantom starting to really realize. "Almost too beautiful" added the boy. "Do you see what I see?" they both asked. "Heavenly" Gustave responded. 

The Phantom looking at his own freaky stuff. "To him it's beautiful. My world it beautiful" he said in amazement. "How can this be what it seems?" asked Gustave. "All of my most secret dreams somehow set free" both said feeling like they have found each other. A connection. Gustave went back to him and then run around looking at more stuff the Phantom's world have to offer the young boy. 

"You can feel it?" The Phantom asked. "Yes" Gustave responded. "Come closer" the Phantom told him. "Yes" Gustave responded. "You've no fear of the beauty underneath. You can face it?" the Phantom asked. "Yes!" responded Gustave. "You can take it? You are sure?" the Phantom asked. "Yes!" responded Gustave. "You see through to the beauty underneath. 

The Phantom showed Gustave a woman dancing in one of his freaky things. "To the splendor" he said. "The Splendor" Gustave repeated. "And the glory," said the Phantom. "Glory" repeated Gustave. "To the truth of the beauty underneath," said the Phantom. "The beauty underneath" repeated Gustave. 

""You'll accept it?" Phantom asked. 'Yes!" answered Gustave. "You'll embrace it?" asked Phantom. "Yes!" answered Gustave. "Let me show you the beauty underneath" the Phantom said while taking his hand and running over to another side. Facing each other again. This is a big moment for the Phantom. He reached to his mask and took it off quickly in his excitement. 

Gustave scream and ran away