1917
Uchida de Chagny, at the age of 75 was visiting a public auction of the grand opera in Paris with his grand daughter Disc.
He had something special on his mind that he wish to buy for himself and for his memories...memories that haunted him in the back of his mind for so long now.
Uchida had to be pulled in a wheel-chair with the aid of Disc, his only companion and the only one he could talk to, now that his beloved passed away..oh wait I wasn't supposed to say that till the end whoopsie :P
The opera that they entered will all dusty and dirty, filled with cobwebs and dust bunnies. Yet the place was still as beautiful as he remembered.
"Gee Gramps this place is about 600 years old!" Disc exclaimed as she steeped on a squeaking wooden floor.
"It may be old like your old gramps here but this place makes me feel young again!"
The auction was already taking place as they spoke, from what Uchida could see, they were selling chairs, mirrors, and other furniture abandoned by the Opera.
At first Uchida was saddened that they didn't offered what Uchida had in mind to buy, he was about to ask his granddaughter to take him away until...
"Lot 665, a papier-mache musical box in the shape of a barrel organ, attached, the figure of a monkey in Persian robes playing the cymbals"
His head quickly turned, could it be?
The auctioneer continued to speak "This item discovered in the vaults of the theater, still in working order!" He took the music box, gave the key a few turns and showed it to everyone on the stage. The monkey began to clap his hands as a melody played.
The melody was still as beautiful as he remembered.
"May I commence 15 francs?"
Another woman raised her hand, who was beside Uchida.
"I'm not letting anyone else take that music box!" Uchida then raised his hand up high, not caring if he sprained his muscle or cracked a bone (cuz he old)
"20 FRANCS!" He spoke
Then the woman beside him raised her hand as well "25 FRANCS!"
At this point Uchida was getting frustrated "30 FRANCS!!!"
The auctioneer looked at the woman "35 francs?"
The woman just smiled and shook her head.
"Very well selling at 30 francs, thirty once thirty twice, SOLD for 30 francs to Uchida de Chagny!!" The old man felt so happy as they gave Uchida the toy. It was in good condition after all these years. He held it close to his chest.
The woman turned to the old man "No way.."
Uchida turned to the woman.
She was a beautiful woman, looked to be around the age of 80, green hair and golden eyes.
"Could it be you? Madame Aruka?"
Before they spoke the auctioneer interrupted them.
"Lot 666 then, a chandelier in pieces.."
At the mentioned of the word chandelier, both Uchida and Aruka turned their heads to the stage.
"..Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera. A mystery never fully explained"
They watched as young men began to retrieve the chandelier, which was covered in a blanket.
"..Were told, ladies and gentlemen, that this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster.."
Uchida began to sweat, he was there during that accident that led to the deaths of many people and almost himself.
"..our workshops have repaired it and wired parts of it for the new electric light...perhaps we can frighten away the ghost of so many years ago...with a little illumination..Gentleman?"
The young men uncovered the chandelier..and for some reason the theme for Phantom of the Opera played in the background.
Nostalgia hit Uchida like a bus wreck and all those memories flashed before his eyes
"I think I have to use the restroom" Uchida said as he crapped his pants
"Not this again grandpa!" Disc sobbed.
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