A/N: Yeah

Investigation: Day Dos

Janeen and Alicia left to go see more of the Opera house. I wanted to go with them, but honestly, I wanted to see if the Phantom was real. I climbed on stage and began to sing 'The Phantom of the Opera'

"In sleep he sang to me…in dreams he came to me. That voice which calls to me and speaks my name…and do I dream again for now I find…the Phantom of the Opera is there…inside my mind."

I then heard the deep, velvety voice and something moving in the shadows.

"Sing once again with me our strange duet. My power over you grows stronger yet. And though you turn from me to glance behind…the Phantom of the Opera is there…inside your mind."

The shadow drew close to me. I finally saw him. He looked exactly like the Phantom in the movie…score! I continued singing. "Those who have seen your face…draw back in fear. I am the mask you wear." He was closer to me now.

"It's me they hear."

"Your/my spirit and my voice in one combined. The Phantom of the opera is there inside my/your mind."

This time, he was behind me. As he wrapped his arms around my waist, I nearly fainted. Our singing continued.

"In all your fantasies you always knew…that man and mystery."

"Were both in you."

"And in this labyrinth where night is blind, the Phantom of the Opera is here inside my/your mind."

He smiled oddly. "Sing my angel of music."

"He's there…the Phantom of the Opera."

"Sing." He whispered.

"Ah…ah…ah…ah."

"Sing."

"Ah…ah…ah...ah…."

"Sing for me!"

"Ah…ah ah…ah...ah ah ah…"

"Sing my angel of music!"

Each time I sang, I got louder. "Ah…ah…ah…ah."

"SING FOR ME!" he demanded.

"Ah!!!!!!!" I held the note.

When the song was done, I turned to face him, breathing heavily from what I just sang. He shook his head and stepped back and with the flick of a wrist, he was gone.

I blinked and just stood there. I just sang with the Phantom of the Opera. The freakin Opera! "Holy shniz." I whispered.

"You did well my angel…in fact, very good." The voice praised in my mind.

I blushed. "Really?"

"Really." The voice whispered. I blushed once again. "Go my angel, your friends are waiting for you." The voice rang in my head.

I nodded, heading toward the doors of the opera house. Janeen and Alicia waved at me and we got in the taxi. When we returned to the hotel, I told them the story of how I sang with the Phantom and that he was indeed by the look of it…healthy.

Janeen and Alicia barely believed me, but, they believed me none the less. Which, I was extremely grateful for. "Angel, come to the Opera Populaire tomorrow…alone." Came the Phantom's voice in my head.

I wondered how his voice reached me, but, he could've been on top of the roof or lurking in the shadows of our room. Creepy thought. ANYway…I nodded to the Phantom's voice inside my head. Tomarrow shall be a day I never forget. Possibly.