Everywhere I Turn I See Your Name (Blondie)

[Raoul Ace de Chagny]

Raoul slowly released his grasp on Christine, his arms and hands brushing down her arms and hooking gently onto her hands. He then lead her to the door to go back down, opening the door first so that she could go in through first. Then went him himself.

The moment he was under the door's frame, everything went black, like when you stand up too quickly. He paused, staying still for a moment till he got his vision back. And though his vision slowly crept back from the darkness, he went on full speed ahead and walked right into a wall. Raoul stumbled back, his eyes wide in shock. He then paused, and blinked a bit.

He walked up to the wall then placed his hands on the wall, half expecting his hands to go through. But all that happened was a light smack. Briskly, he put his hands all over the wall as if he were trapped. But he then felt extremely silly and stopped at once, looking around. This did not look at all like the way he had come from before, and he didn't see Christine aroun- Christine! Raoul suddenly spun around several times, looking for Christine. She had just been there!

Raoul then zoomed down the dusty hallway, no idea where he was going. Then after what seemed like an endless maze of hallway after hallway, he came to another hallway filled with doors. He paused, then slowly continued... looking at each door. And what he saw stunned him. All of the name plates were filled with Christines, Carlottas, Philippes, and even Raoul! Now, this may have been a little more normal, had it not been for the fact that they were all the same last names. He then came to a door with the name plate 'Raoul Ace de Chagny' on it. He stood, mouth opened wide. "What in God's name is this?"

He tried the doorknob. Locked. He stared at it, beyond baffled at this sudden strangeness. He then heard something like a little piece of metal ringing and turned around to see a brass key. He now more calmly walked towards it, picking it up, then turned back and tired it and it worked. But he did not open the door. Who knows what was actually behind it? So although he left it unlocked, he pulled the brass key out and placed it in his pocket. He then turned and saw a blonde young woman, coming down the hallway at him. He wasn't sure if she had noticed him but perhaps she could help him. "Excuse me, Mademoiselle! I am afraid I need to ask for your help, or at least ask you a few questions." He spoke to her, hoping she could give him any sort of logical explanation.

[Christine Daaé]

Christine was just coming back up from lunch and heading to Raoul’s room. She’d spent far more time there than in her own room since the wedding. Perhaps it was because she felt safer there, considering all of the unpleasant occurrences which had happened in her room there at the Manor. Even when Raoul was away at work, she found that she enjoyed just sitting in there, sometimes laying down on his bed, or sitting at his desk… On one or two occasions, she’d even ventures so much as to open his violin case and look at his instrument, though she’d refrained from playing it at all, out of respect for his property.

She knew that it was perhaps rather improper of her, but she was his wife, was she not. No one should have questioned her at all, going into her husband’s room. They didn’t question him when he went to hers, even at late hours, though that was a different situation entirely. Anyone could assume what the situation was when that happened… Christine couldn’t help but to blush at the thought and immediately dismissed it. After all, it was indecent, and with the baby on the way, it really wasn’t good to think about either way.

As she was walking through the halls in the men’s dormitories, on her way to her husband’s room, she paused when she heard a man’s voice address her and saw a man in the hall whom she’d never seen before in the Manor. Excuse me, Mademoiselle! I am afraid I need to ask for your help, or at least ask you a few questions.

Another one? she thought to herself. It seemed that more and more people were being dragged here by the day, and this man certainly didn’t look or sound like one of the people from the village… “Yes, Monsieur?” she finally asked, once she overcame her little moment of shock. “What is it that you were wondering?”

[Raoul Ace de Chagny]

Raoul paused for a moment, unsure of how to approach the situation. He looked around for a moment and then looked back the the young blonde and sighed slightly. "I am afraid I am lost. You see, I was just following... eh.... I had been walking when suddenly I seemed to have taken the wrong turn and ended up here." He started.

He thought that it would be best if he hadn't really said where he had just been or who he had been with. He could possibly get Christine some sort of trouble as well as it not being particularly proper to be alone with a young lady on the roof top of an opera house. "If you could perhaps point me in the correct direction that will lead back to the Masquerade, it would be of great help." He said. It was then he suddenly realized that this woman was not dressed for a Masquerade.

He mindlessly turned back to the door that had his name on it and suddenly but slowly opened it. It was dark inside but from what he could see, it was too familiar to his liking. He turned back around, he looked down some with his eyebrows forced down as he thought and felt a sudden frustration as well as curiosity and complete and utter confusion. Had it not been just moments ago that Christine had taken him away from the Masquerade to reveal that the phantom, the man who had stolen and terrorized his Christine, was a beast and a loathsome man, then they walked through the door to make their way back to the Masquerade. But Christine had disappeared and he ended up being somewhere that he didn't recognize next to a place that did seem recognizable... but it shouldn't be here! What was this nonsense?!

[Christine Daaé]

Masquerade? Christine furrowed her brow in confusion. Surely if there was some sort of a party going on here,s he would have at least heard brief mention of it, or have seen some sort of a sign of it. She had no recollection of any sort of a masque going on in the Manor at all…

“I… I’m sorry. I… wasn’t even aware that there was a masque in progress,” she stated, rather confusedly. Had this man just recently appeared here? She’d never seen him before. Perhaps there was some sort f a misunderstanding here and he was not yet aware of his location within the Manor. “I don’t believe I caught your name… Maybe I can be of some sort of assistance otherwise? Who was it that you were following? Perhaps I could help you to locate them?”