The Phantom is a Creeper

A few weeks ago many of my comrades went to see Phantom of the Opera, and they all came back with reviews saying it was outstanding and life changing. After much meditation I decided to give it a go. I had an amazing seat- first row on the balcony and I could see perfectly- and be scared perfectly. In the first five min I was blow away by the precise, powerful vocals, and the magical, mesmerizing stage effects. As time progressed, the simple story of a pretty singing girl who was also a ballerina began to be alarming. Apparently the phantom isn't just a nice, misunderstood guy who wants to jump start Christine's career. I've watched the movie a number of times, and for some reason remained oblivious to the real meaning of the songs "Music of the Night," and "The point of no return." Seeing it enacted on stage there was no way to block out the true creepiness of the Phantom, or the scariness of the whole thing. On one occasion, I am ashamed to admit, I was startled to the point of accidentally screaming out loud a little bit. Just a little. There has never been a character that I have been so afraid of, and yet still pitied in a small corner of my heart. He is more a professional creep than a music teacher though. I hate having my naive view of perfectly nice things dented by spooky reality. Blast you music of the night.