CHRISTINE

Raoul, I've been there -

to his world of

unending night . . .

To a world where

the daylight dissolves

into darkness . . .

darkness . . .

Raoul, I've seen him!

Can I ever

forget that sight?

Can I ever

escape from that face?

So distorted,

deformed, it

was hardly a face,

in that darkness . . .

darkness . . .

(trancelike, then becoming more and more ecstatic)

But his voice

filled my spirit

with a strange, sweet sound . . .

In that night

there was music

in my mind . . .

And through music

my soul began

to soar!

And I heard

as I'd never

heard before . . .

RAOUL

What you heard

was a dream

and nothing more . . .

CHRISTINE

Yet in his eyes

all the sadness

of the world . . .

Those pleading eyes,

that both threaten

and adore . . .

RAOUL (comforting)

Christine . . .

Christine . . .

PHANTOM (unseen, a ghostly echo of RAOUL's words)

Christine . . .

CHRISTINE

What was that?

(A moment, as their eyes meet. The mood changes.)