Red Rose Nightmare (Phantom Of The Opera) (Temp Hiatus)

The Mysterious Carriage

Hello my Phantom fans, I am back! First, I want to say Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and Happy New Years!

I am sorry that I did not update. I have been very busy for the past couple of months. My job, studying for my exam, and spending time with my family. Again, the next chapter will take some time because of life and my next update is my "My Magical Wish" story. Please be patient with me.

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Brie's POV

Finally, we are here! After three long days, we finally reached Manhattan, New York. I must admit, this time period of New York City is a lot smaller than the 21st century. Less skyscrapers, no taxi drivers, and no Times Square Jumbo Screen. My head is still spinning from the time traveling.

Right now, I was having a hard time getting use to my outfit. I wore a long red dress, black heeled boots, and enormous red hat with white flowers. I swear I felt as if I would topple over because of the weight of the hat. Thank god no one noticed I wasn't wearing the corset. I still refuse to wear that death trap.

Before we packed up our things, Christine, Raoul, Adam, and I discussed the plans when we docked. Raoul informed me that the boat was porting at Pier 69 and a carriage from The Metropolitan Opera House will be here waiting for us. As we walked to the gang plank, I swear I could hear a commotion.

I stopped walking when I heard someone shout out loud, "Hey, there she is!"

I was shocked to see that standing on the dockside were reporters and photographers. It was interesting to see old cameras with the smoke flashes. The reporters had notepads and pencils to write for the newspapers. I smiled softly as I grabbed the handle bar and slowly walked down the plank.

FLASH!

I stopped walking when a flashbulb exploded. I closed my eyes as the bright lights flashed all around me. I was starting to see spots. The camera flashes were so bright that I nearly lost my footing. Before I could slip on the gateway, I felt someone's hand grasping mine and wrapped their arm around my waist. I looked up to see it was Adam.

"Thanks, that would have been a nasty fall." I said softly.

Adam smiled softly as he helped me straighten up. "Glad to be the one to catch you," he said.

As we slowly continued down the gateway, reporters and photographers nearly rushed to me. I was completely overwhelmed with all the attention. While the media was trying to get close to my face, Adam and Raoul stood in front of me. I could tell they were trying to get the media away as Christine, Gustave, and I slowly walked down.

The reporters and photographers were pushing Adam, Raoul, and the police as they cried out: "Brieanna Daaé! Brieanna Daaé! Over here! This way!"

I looked around at the reporters, who were trying to get their notepads ready to write a comment from me. The photographers were trying to get a good shot of me with their cameras. I felt something tug my hand. I looked down to see it was Gustave.

"Does this normally happen Aunt Brieanna?" he asked.

Christine and I looked at each other before giggling. "I guess so. Maybe most of the time." I answered.