Rehearsal were in full swing when me and Jack got back to the stage, and as usual Madame Giry was standing at the back watching them intensely, he noticed that although it was rehearsal time, Christine and her friend were sat in the stalls talking quietly, for the time being he was pretty sure that this phantom wasn’t going to harm Yuna, he would of done so by now, which gives plenty of time to interrogate both Giry and Christine, Christine is a priority at the moment, she called him angel,
'Obviously they are more than just friends'
'Who Christine? '
'And Giry, I doubt her daughter knows much about all this, just the rumours, but why did he take Yuna'
'Maybe it was love at first sight'
'Or at first sound' he threw me a confused look, but I think I just hit the nail on the head,
'How do you mean? '
'Nobody sounds like Christine's voice, her singing was almost unearthly, I'm more than guessing that this 'Angel' gave her lessons, improved her range, maybe becoming obsessed with her at some stage, but something has changed his mind, or someone'
'You think Yuna is now his main objective, but has he even heard his sing, I know she has been with us most of the time and even I haven’t heard it'
'But remember, she may have arrived here before us, even a simple hum might of caught his attention' the rehearsal was coming to its climax, Jack took a step forwards but I didn’t move,
'You’ve figured it out haven’t you' the thought made me smirk, I knew exactly what to do, and somebody else did too, Madame Giry eyes kept flicking towards the dancers and me and Jack, she knew exactly where he was and what was going on, and she is going to lead us straight to him, and Yuna,
'Once everyone is asleep, will make a move, with any luck, Madame Giry will make the first move, have you got the link to the key' Jack was fiddling around with his watch until it bleeped with excitement,
'It says she is pretty much below us, the signal is still at full strength, her life signs are perfectly fine' hopefully they will stay that way,
'Right, back to the Tardis, will wait there, I need to grab something as well' and with that we both headed back to the ship, I didn’t need eyes in the back of my head to feel Madame Giry's gaze as we left the stage.
I could now fully use my limbs again, he did apologize for drugging me and for the kidnaping attempts, and actual kidnapping, I did make it very clear that I was no normal damsel, and I don’t make it easy for anyone, he didn’t speak a word about Christine or Rhaoul and neither did I, I didn’t feel anyway as a prisoner down here, he gave me free rein of the place, he had plenty of books for me to read, not that I could read French so that didn’t help, I did manage to find a quiet room and decided that I should make my own entertainment, I looked around to make sure he wasn’t nearby, I closed the door and rested against it so he couldn’t open the door on me without me knowing, I took a deep breath and stood up straight and closed my eyes, the song playing out in my head, I didn’t need a speaker or my IPod to help me,
Why are there so many songs about rainbows and what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions, and rainbows have nothing to hide
So we've been told and some choose to believe it
I know they're wrong wait and see
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me
Who said that wishes would be heard and answered when wished on the morning star?
Someone thought of that and someone believed it
And look what it's done so far
What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing and what do we think we might see?
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me
All of us under its spell
We know that it's probably magic
Have you been sleeping and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name
Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors
The voice might be one and the same
I've heard it too many times to ignore it
It's something that I'm supposed to be
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers, the dreamers and me
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers, the dreamers and me
I never liked the sound of my voice, but it felt nice just for a minute to open my lungs and sing, all was silent again, I don’t know if Erik had come to the door or not, and I wasn’t particular fussed if he was, just one more I thought, one more song,
Dancing bears, painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory
Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart used to know
Once upon a December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory
Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart used to know
Things it yearns to remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
Out of curiosity, I opened the door and saw that no one was there, but I had a funny feeling he heard me at some point, he may off even snuck over at some point, I decided to just walk out casual and act like nothing happened, Erik was sat by his piano, he didn’t look at me as I passed by he just carried on writing, but what caught me out was that he wasn’t wearing his mask, I could see it on a table next to the piano, I deliberately slowed my walking pace and loudly cleared my throat, I must of switched on my silent ninja mode because he nearly fell of his seat, he quickly reached for his mask, I shouted just before he placed it on his face,
'Erik wait! ' I barely realised that I shouted his name, but it stopped him from placing the mask, he turned round and face me, for a moment he didn’t move from his seat and I could see his face fully, it wasn’t as bad as what I have seen, I slowly walked closer to him, he seemed a tad uncomfortable, but he remained still,
'How do you know my name? ' I didn’t reply to him, but I kept walking towards him, he then stood up and walked towards me closing the gap, I managed to get a better view of his face as he stood there looking at me, his other eyebrow was completely gone and the latter part of his cheek was sunken and red, it wasn’t too bad considering, I gingerly reached up to touch the deformed part of his face, his breathing hitched a little and he closed his eyes and screwed them shut, I gently placed my hand on his face and just left it there for a moment, it was soft and smooth, like he was still wearing his mask, he wasn’t angry, but just scared, I'm pretty sure no one has ever seen him without his mask off, let alone touch his face, he reached up and took hold of my wrist and almost sobbed in relief, he opened his eyes and looked deep into mine, how could they portray this man so wrong, in my eyes, he really is an angel,
'I'm going to get you out of here' he looked confused at the comment, but I knew what needed to be done,
'I'm going to help you get free of all this, pain and hurt' I then hooked my arms around him and pulled him into a hug, he seemed reluctant at first, he defiantly wasn’t expecting it, but after a moment he hugged me back, I prayed this was all going to work.
