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Christine stayed missing for quite some time, but eventually she did return. Although, when Elaina saw her, she was very pale and seemed ill. Something must've happened to her last night. What it was, no one would ever know except her. Elaina has no doubt that the Opera Ghost was behind it all. He was the only one who could make a person look so frail with fear.

That night, poor Christine struggled through her role as Elissa. When Elaina wasn't needed onstage for a while, she snuck up to the rafters, avoiding the perverted eyes of Joseph Buquet. She hoped to find the Phantom up here, watching the performance, or find a way to get to him. She had changed to a light dress that would not swish as much as her costume and would not give her away. She kept her ballet slippers on so she could change fast if it ended up that she needed to get back down and go on. She looked around as she carefully stepped on the catwalk high above the stage. It was a long way down and it made her hands a bit clammy.

But she wasn't careful enough and ended up tripping on some rope. In a massive panic moment, her foot got stuck and she tumbled over the edge. The rope held her foot, and thankfully her dress didn't flip over her head. She was just barely out of view of the audience, and she didn't want to yell for help. Not only would that be very embarrassing, but the managers would be furious at her. She attempted to pull herself up, but the position she was in made it hard for her to do so. She was about to give up and get help when she felt herself being pulled up. A hand went on her leg and then on her waist and she was pulled back up on the catwalk. She was about to express her thanks when she saw that her savior was the Phantom!

Before she could cry out, he took her wrist roughly and pulled her through a secret passageway.

"Let me go!" she cried as she tried to pull away. He was practically sprinting down the passageway down to where he must've lived.

"I am not going to let you ruin Christine's performance yet again!"

Elaina was terrified for her life. She had already upset the Phantom once! What was going to happen now that she had done it again?

The mysterious Phantom kept pulling her down and down and eventually they reached an actual underground lake. He threw her into a gondola and furiously pushed it along. Elaina had every intention of jumping out and swimming back, but they reached their destination before she could do so.

She took in where he had taken her. There were a ton of candles everywhere and an organ in the middle of the room. Sheet music was everywhere. No doubt he was a composer. And apparently a kidnapper as well.

He forced Elaina out of the gondola and threw her on the floor of the lair.

"Why have you brought me here?" Elaina asked desperately.

"You have seen me, twice! I cannot allow you to tell others about me. They will surely lead a hunt down here and find me! This I cannot allow."

"I wouldn't have done that! Please let me go!"

Elaina looked out at the lake and her heart sank at the sight of a portcullis blocking off the way she had come. She looked over at the Phantom and saw that his back was to her. She ran through the lake over to the portcullis. The water made her slower, but she still made it.

"Help!" she screamed. "Someone please help me! Help!"

Her screams were cut off as the Phantom's gloved hand slid over her mouth again and his arm slipped around her waist. She was dragged back to the lair and taken to a room.

Tears began to stream down Elaina's face from the fear of what he was going to do to her. He took his Punjab Lasso from his belt that was hidden under his cape. It was in the shape of a noose. But the Phantom didn't put the loop around her neck like she thought he was going to. Instead he grabbed her wrists and forced them behind her. He then put the loop around them and tightened it to the point where she couldn't get out. He took the rest of the rope and tied it to the end of the swan bed in the room.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Elaina cried.

The Phantom left the room without a single word. Elaina was sobbing now. She was scared and nothing was going right. First she had to give up the starring role and now she had been kidnapped by the infamous Opera Ghost. It seemed that all those times she thought she saw someone, it had indeed been him!

It took a very long time for Elaina to fall asleep. She was afraid the Phantom would come in and kill her while she slept. But soon enough, sleep overcame her exhausted form.

She awoke to her legs cramped and her back aching. It still felt late, but she had no way of knowing. She was beneath the world above and all light here was artificial. Her wrists were very sore from the rope. She was still alive though. That had to be a good sign.

"Hello?" she called out. "Are you here?"

She thought he must have gone out to terrorize some other poor soul, but then he walked in and just stood over her.

"Are you going to kill me?" she asked, looking away from him.

After a very long pause, he finally answered, "No."

"Then why am I here?"

"You have seen me and you know where I live and how to find me. You know far too much."

"Christine does too. Why isn't she here?"

"You are not Christine."

He walked over to her and Elaina recoiled from him as he got closer to her.

"I am not going to harm you," he said not in a softer tone, but not as harsh either. He undid the rope holding Elaina captive.

On instinct, Elaina backed away from him a little.

"I have business to attend to. There is no use trying to escape for there is no way for you to do so."

He briskly left her as she continued to sit on the floor. Elaina laid her arms on the bed and proceeded to cry into them. She ended up falling back to sleep with half of her body on the bed and tears caked onto her cheeks.