Prologue
TRIGGER WARNING! TRIGGER WARNING! Killing, fires, suicide, and self-harm
Christine jumped in front of the bullet.
All of a sudden, Meg and Raoul were alright, yet Christine's stomach was spewing blood. "Christine! Christine!" Erik yelled, running up to her. This, combined with the blood, made Meg and Raoul run, faster than they had ever run before.
The opera house was burning down, yet Erik felt no need to get her to a medic and out of a burning building. "Christine!" Erik kept yelling, knowing that she wouldn't respond. Her blue eyes closed, as more blood gushed out of the wound. His cries of "Christine! Christine! Christine!" slowed down, yet his tears still flowed.
Her breath stopped.
"CHRISTINE! CHRISTINE!" he yelled, more loud and frantic. Christine's dress caught on fire and started to burn Erik's hands, but he didn't care. Soon, his whole body was burned, on fire, or starting to burn up. He just let it be, as Christine was, even though Erik was in deep, deep denial, dead. Erik smiled, incredibly creepily, and said, "Christine, love, we should go." He grabbed Christine's body, limp, as it seemed. He carried her body down to his lair, the fire chasing after them. "Christine, we need to cool you off." He then threw her body into the lake, and then threw himself in. He grabbed Christine's body, and then saw the fire coming down. He felt himself drowning, yet he wasn't going to do anything about it. Christine was dead, and Meg and Raoul had undoubtably died in the fire. They kept in the lake, and the fire died. As Erik felt his breath go away, he thought of Christine. She was his reason for living, and she was dead. And soon, he would be too.
He soon started to wonder, 'why am I doing this? Is Christine worth it?' and his mind immediately answered. 'Christine was the only person who every shown an ounce of love for you. Of corse, she's worth it.' The fire kept roaring on, and as he felt himself slipping, he never knew one key detail.
Christine, Meg, and Raoul weren't dead.
If anything, they were the opposite of that.
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