The Phantom of the Opera Music Angel

Eric wanted to get the rope back, but he didn't reach out after all.

Christine was so afraid of him. If he killed someone, she would be even more afraid of him.

Darlene quietly gathered the rope.

Boukay is dead.

Eric glanced at his dead body in disgust, and dropped it onto the stage, causing panic.

He lowered his head and said softly, "Let's go."

Darlene nodded, she actually hated the feeling of killing people.

Eric noticed her discomfort, picked her up and hurried her back to the underground palace.

Gently put the pale girl on the bed and tucked in the quilt, Eric looked at her with some concern.

Darlene gave a weak smile.

"Can you sing me a song?" There was hope in her eyes.

Eric nodded silently and began to sing.

"The Music Of The Night", her favorite song.

He sang it once and then stopped, and Darlene was fast asleep.

Getting up gently, Eric walked out as fast as possible while keeping quiet. He was worried that the corpse would frighten Christine.

Behind him, Darlene slowly opened her eyes.

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opera.rooftop.

Christine rushed up in panic, looking around, as if to see if there was any danger around her.

"What are we doing here?" Raul chased after him and asked puzzledly.

"Don't let me go back!" Christine blurted out in horror.

"But we have to go back." Lauer tried to convince her.

Christine broke down and shouted: "Then he will kill me! His eyes will always catch me and burn me to death! The Phantom of the Opera will kill me!"

"Believe me, there's no Phantom of the Opera." Raul stepped forward and took her arm to try to reassure her, but Christine flung it away in shock.

She was so terrified that she didn't understand what she was talking about.

"God, who is this man, Death in a mask? I can't escape him! I can never escape! The Phantom of the Opera is in my heart!"

"Christine, there really won't be any Phantom of the Opera." Raul persuaded.

Christine's tone trembled: "No, Raul, I have been there before, to his world like a dark night. There, the darkness swallowed the light of day. Raul, I have seen him, how can I escape that face ! so distorted, so deformed, that it could hardly be recognized as a face, hidden in darkness, deep darkness!"

Raul held her tightly in his arms and said nothing, but patted her on the back comfortingly.

Christine slowly calmed down a bit, and a dreamlike expression appeared on her face.

"But his voice was strange and sweet, and it filled my soul. His music broke into my heart that night. And through the music, I started to fly... I heard music that I had never heard before. In his eyes, it is filled with the sadness of the whole world. His begging eyes are both threats and admiration..."

"Christine!" Raul wanted to call her out of that confusion.

A faint sigh.A deep and beautiful male voice sounded from the rooftop: "Kristen..."

"Who's there!" Christine looked around in panic, but only saw darkness, and Raul stepped forward to hold her in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, those things don't exist." He comforted.

The author has something to say: I don't think I should use lines from musicals.Putting it together with my original one will make me look LOW!