My Phantom Sequal

~About a century after the mob came to Erik's lair~
(The year is 2011)
Erik was doing his every day routine: Wake up, mope about Christine, despise Raoul, and ect. But today seemed... Different somehow. He heard a noise coming from Christine's old dressing room. It sounded like a young girl's voice. Erik went to investigate what was going on and there he saw a beautiful young lady, just like Christine was. She had curly dark brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes, and was singing a melody. "Oh my god..." He thought. "What a magnificent creature..." He totally forgot about 'she-who-shall-not-be-named' and yearned to get to know the girl. "Heather, come on! We can't stay here forever!" He heard a women call. "Heather..." He said, barely above a whisper. He smiled at the name and watched as she sighed. "Okay, Mom..." Heather called back to her mother and he relutantly left the room. "Now, c'mon we'll be back later, okay? Don't be so upset!" Her mother said and they both left. Erik stared at the empty room. "I have never seen someone so beautiful in so long... I will not let her go this time! I won't!" He said to himself, determind. "And that voice... Oh god, she's so talented..." He said as her voice echoed in his mind. He smiled again and went back to his lair to plan how he'd approach her.

~Aouthors note~

So, I know this chapter was rather short but I ran out of inspiration. More to come soon!
~EDIT~
I changed it from "A decade after..." to "A century after..." because I picture Erik as a ghost, and they live forever, right? So, yeah just wanted to say that.