Cinematic Adventures: The Phantom of the Opera

The Cemetery

Raoul looked around in panic, surrounded by dozens of mirrors. He drew his sword; strands of hair fell into his face. All he could see was his own panicked flection as he spun around the dark room. Suddenly, he spotted the Phantom's devilish mask and swung at him, only to find himself aiming at his own reflection. He spun around and found two more forms of the Phantom, but which one was real? Raoul slashed at him, again realizing he wasn't there. The Phantom slowly and stealthily slid behind one of the mirrors, hidden from sight. Raul's breath was quick, worrying the Phantom could kill him at any time.

Once again, The Phantom stepped out from behind the mirror, standing perfectly calm and still, as if daring Raoul to find which one wasn't the reflection. Raoul turned around slowly, all the reflections and mirrors disoriented him. He heard a crack and spun around, wildly slashing his sword, only to find a noose hanging from the ceiling behind him. He stared at the deadly rope just as someone grabbed his shoulder. His head whips to the right to find... Madame Giry and the ponies, including little Spike, standing there.

Raoul's face relaxed, while they all looked at him with concern. Giry eyed the noose before pulling the man out of the room of mirrors. As she led him down the corridors, as far from the room as possible, she ignored the sudden confusion on Raoul's face.

"Are you alright, Raoul?" Twilight asked, frantically.

"He didn't hurt yah too much, did he?" Applejack asked.

"No... Thank God, I thought I was done for," Raoul replied, shaken.

"Okay, that's it!" Rainbow growled. "I am so kicking that Phantom straight toward the darkness where he belongs!"

"Rainbow Dash!" Rarity gasped.

"Come on, Rarity! When are you going to see this guy is a criminal? He deserves to be punished!"

"Madame Giry, how do you know about that room?" Raoul asked the ballet teacher.

"I've been here a very long time, Monsieur," She told him, walking off. "Now, you should go and rest."

But Raoul knew Giry was hiding something. He and the others followed her down the darkened corridors, trying to get her attention.

"Madame Giry-" He tried. "Madame Giry!"

"Please, Monsieur, don't ask me," She told dismissively, approaching her room. "I know no more than anyone else."

"That's not true!" Raoul stated strongly, rounding the corner.

"Ever since we've been here, you seemed to know more about this Phantom than anyone else," Twilight said, suspiciously.

"You've seen something, haven't you?" Rainbow quested, flying to her face. "What are you hiding?"

"Oh please every pony, let's not argue," Fluttershy whimpered.

"We'll stop when she tells us wut she knows!" Applejack said, glaring at Madame Giry.

Madame Giry gave a disgruntled sigh, as she opened the door to her room.

"I don't know what I've seen," She said. "Please don't ask, there have been too many accidents."

"Accidents?" Raoul questioned.

Raoul gently grabbed onto Madame Giry's arm, causing her to turn to him. From the expression on his face, he was clearly worried for Christine.

"Please, Madame Giry, for all our sakes."

Against her better judgment, Madame Giry gave a sigh as if knowing she was going to regret this.

"Very well," Madame Giry said.

She ushered the group to enter her room, shutting the door once all were inside. They looked around, spotting various mementos scarred around the room including pictures of family members. Giry walks over to a desk, lighting a lamp, and turns toward Raoul. She gazes toward a picture of a young woman on the desk.