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My hands are bleeding (Feb 11 2004)
There was the Opera house it was filled with people I knew and it seemed very familiar. I was The Phantom, but every one knew who I was and liked me. The ballet girls would go running around me giggling and having fun, Christine liked me to as well as the opera owners. There was no Raoul that I could see or Carlotta, but the Persian was. We where suppose to be all going to a masquerade party. In the back of my head I was worried, I knew a guy was looking for me, who wanted me dead. I knew he was a crazy murderer and was trying to set me up as a killer at the Opera. I went to the party with Christine it was down the street at a cafe. When I got there I admittedly noticed three of the Ballet were not present. It worried me so I decided to go back to the Opera too look for them. Christine asked to go with me, I did not refuse her. As I stepped in the front door I felt a horrible feeling of foreboding. I left her in the entry way by the grand staircase as I ran around looking for the young ballet girls. Then as I entered the dressing rooms in one of them I found the hacked up pieces of one of the girls. I was so shocked I backed up and hit the sliding door to one of the dressing closets and another body fell out before me.
"Oh god!" I cried, "Who would do this."
I searched in vain to find the third girl. Then I found her in a hallway closet in peaces. I started to feel sick then I realized It had to be the man who was after me. I darted to the grand staircase to find Christine and make sure she was safe. As I reached the staircase I saw her restrained by a familiar woman. The man was at the bottom of the stars laughing at me. I could feel my heart beating,
"Let her go" I cried angrily as I ran towards the man full force.
I went to grab his hands that where at his side and just as I did I felt a sharp piercing pain in both of my palms. I cried out and wiped my hands back in utter shock to see two gaping wholes where I had been stabbed by two concealed daggers. The man continued to laugh at me. Dripping with blood I punched him. He went flying against the front doors. My hands where tingling and I stumbled back from dizziness. That's when I felt a sharp piercing pain in my chest. I fell back wards with a strong force. I struggled to looked down, there was a large dagger sticking out of me. I groaned in pain. My head was spinning. I tired my best to regain my strength. When I did threw my blurry vision I saw the man start go after Christine that when I ran strait at him shouldering him. He fell against the doorframe and then we got into a ramble on the floor. Me weekend state did not help and he soon had his hands round my throat. I was gasping for air then I heard a scream. It was Christine and she attacked the man choking me with one of the fallen daggers.
I turned and told her," No, don't."
As she plunged the dagger into his chest several times killing him instantly. The woman who was restraining her earlier backed up in fear as Christine turned to her. The woman ran off. Christine came over to my side, I was flat on my back laying in a pool of blood and in horrendous pain.
"I have to get a doctor." Christine screamed.
I managed to grip her arm, "No!" I moaned, "They will put me on display.....Please just stay here with me."
"At least let me go get the Persian." She pleaded
I nodded and said, "Just be careful."
I watched her walk out the door. I stared up at the ceiling and then blacked out. I woke up in a bed. I cracked my eyes as the light from the room blinded me. I saw that both my hands and my chest were bandaged up. I also saw the Persian and many others form the Opera company standing over me. Christine was leaning over me.
"Your awake." She exclaimed
.................................................And that's when I woke up. My hands where numb and tingling and I had a huge head ack.
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