“Watch your step while we’re down here.  Now everyone, this is the last known place of the Phantom of the Opera. It was the opening night of ‘Don Juan Triumphant’ every thing was going smooth until… the man playing the lead guy was put to death… Christine was taken under the opera house and people followed.”

I start to scan the room just to figure out what this place really was.  Also I want to know what we will encounter on this tour. However all I see is black, black, and more black.  No sight of light any where except the ones put in just for the tour.  Directly in front of me I see a cloak thrown over a chair.  A chair: covered with black and the deepest of the deep purple.  What really caught me off guard was the scarlet red cloak thrown over the chair.  

“What is that on the chair?” I asked I must of looked pretty stupid with puzzled look I had on my face.  “That my dear is the throne of the phantom. That is the last known of place the phantom.  Most people say he just disappeared.  Come along everyone nothing to be afraid of.”

As we get closer and closer I start to see that the cloak was not meant to be red it was just . . . blood!  Knowing the history of the phantom of the opera it was easy to tell exactly where the bold came from.

We enter a cavern to find . . . stacks of rope, rope, and even more rope.  You would need ten times the size of our tour group to even get near the amount of rope.  All of a sudden chills run down my back.

As we are leaving out of the corner of my eye I notice an organ.  The organ was blacker than black not even sure what color to call it.  As I get closer I notice there is still music on it. Barely even able to make out the words: The Music of the Night.

“Come on its time to go Mark.”: Raoul’s nephew.

 

 

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