The Case of the Phantom (Sherlock x Reader)

Part 2: The Angel of Music

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Songs used: The Mirror - Phantom of the Opera
Think of me - Phantom of the Opera

Warnings: None (I think)
Words: 2.645

Keywords: (Y/N) (Y/L/N) = Your Name Your Last Name
(Y/H/S) = Your Hair Style
(Y/H/L) = Your Hair Legnth
(Y/H/C) = Your Hair Color
(Y/E/C) = Your Eye Color

A/N: A new Part is here ^^ I hope you like it.
PS: Song Lyrics are italics.
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Sherlock got up and his feet made contact with the cold floor beneath him. He didn't care to put on an overcoat to block out the cold. He just made his way to the door without waking up Watson (even when he was sure that wasn't possible as to how deep in sleep John was.), he opened the door and walked out into the dark corridors.
The voices grew fainter and fainter and so Sherlock made quick moves not to wake anybody up but fast enough to catch up with the voices.

Now he could make up that it was a Womans and Mans voice. But what they said was still unclear. Determined to find out what was going on he ran faster and came to an hold at a big wooden door. Seemed like another bedroom. Slowly he pressed his ear to the wood and listened carefully. He could he the voices clearer than before and now Sherlock could hear what they were saying or more likely singing.

Angel of Music
Guide and Guradin
grant to me your glory
Angel of music hide no longer
Come to me strange Angel 

That was the Womans voice Sherlock heard earlier but than a Mans voice called out and a creaking like sound echoed into his ear.

I'm your Angel of Music
Come to the Angel of Music
I'm your Angel of Music
Come to the Angel of Music...

The dark haired man could tell the voices faded, not sure of what to do he just knocked at the wooden door. No one responded though. How strange he just heard the Voices seconds ago. They had to be in the room. The man took a deep breath and pulled the handle of the door down and looked into the room. It was decorated in a feminine way. A Womans room, no question. But there was no person in sight. No Woman or Man who could have sang. Now he stood fully in the room and looked everywhere. The room was empty and cold. Even colder than the corridors. A grumble escaped the throat of Sherlock. How was that possible? Going through his hair he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him and made his way back to his room.

On his way back though a light of a candle let him look behind him. Nicoline Valenza stood in a robe that covered her body. Her greying hair in a braided way swung over her shoulder. „Up so late Monsieur Holmes?" She asked her brown eyes squinted a little in the lights the candles gave away.
Sherlock thought fast and answered quick. „Just needed a little night walk. The ride to get here made my legs stiff." The old Lady just nodded and didn't question any further to Sherlocks delight.
„Well then" she quietly spoke again. „Have a good nights rest Monsieur." The man nodded. „You too, Madame." he answered and walked into his and Johns bedroom. The Doctor was still fast asleep and the blue-green eyed man tried to copie the actions of his friend.

The next morning was hectic as you could tell. The breakfast was quieter and was ended quicker as the diner of the last night and nobody really talked to each other. John asked „What is going on?" Ereena looked up and spoke up. „We have a big reopening to welcome the new owner. The Grand opening is in two days and there is so much to do, till we are ready." With that she eat the last piece of food on her plate and than made her way to the stage.