(Nadir just left and I'm glad he understood that I don't plan to harm Erik. But I can understand why he would be worried about a thirteen year old girl who claims she is from the future and carries around a thin rectangular box that glows, living alone and rather close to his maniac friend who also happens to live beneath the opera house and needs to be kept safe and hidden or else he will be arrested, mocked, and maybe killed if he were found... Now that I think about it, the scenario I'm in is really weird.)

MEG: Lacy it's me Meg. Ive brought you some things!

(I Heard the bricks moving and the door opening)

WPF: Hello Meg.

MEG: Hello. I have brought you a few dresses that I don't wear anymore. I will bring more tomorrow.

WPF: Oh thank you.

MEG: You are welcome. I have also brought you some books, some warm blankets, pillows, and food and water.

WPF: Wow Meg thank you so much.

MEG: There is one more thing... this.

(She handed me a diary and a pencil)

WPF: What is this for I can write on this (Holds up phone)

MEG: You cant just walk around the opera house with that. people will not understand.

WPF: I suppose you are right.

MEG: And if you are so determined to have your writing on that then just copy from your book onto your...odd device later.

WPF: YOUR right.

(Well I am turning my phone off now. besides I only have 16% of charge left.)

(Well I am now writing on the small diary and I will upload all I write into chapters on once I go home... if I go home)

MEG: Now no one will ask what you are holding.

WPF: AWESOME but I'm sure people will ask why I am writing every word they say down.

MEG: Just tell them about how you are a journalist.

WPF: Meg I need to tell you something.

MEG: YES?

WPF: I'm not really a journalist

MEG: What

WPF: And that thing that I was writing on before was not a device from America. Actually its from 2015.

MEG: How can it be from 2015? that's the future.

WPF: Yes I am from America 2015. I was teleported here from the future and in the future we have these things called cell phones and I like to write stories so I have using this experience as topic for my writing. That's why my cloths are weird and why I wanted a secret place to stay and not around people. I don't want to mess up the future.

MEG: How do expect me to believe this?

WPF: Why would I come up with that intricate of a lie to tell you after I already told you a story that convinced you to let me stay down here? I am telling you the truth now because I don't want to betray your trust and because you have been nothing but outrageously kind to me. Please believe me and please forgive me for lying to you. I should've told you the truth sooner.

MEG: oddly enough I believe you and I am not angry with you. I understand why you would lie. that story is quit odd.

WPF: Yes it is but I am glad you believe me.

MEG: Of course well eat your food and put on these new cloths so you can finally walk around without being a distraction.

WPF: Alright. Well I might show up and start walking around up stairs later.

MEG: Alright. Goodbye lacy.

(Well now im bored. Meg left and I am really tempted to try and find Erik. I men now that meg knows the truth im not sure if me going to the phantoms lair would be that big of a deal and I know Nadir wouldn't care besides he kind of made signs that he wanted me to find erik., Well I bet meg is still at the stairs,)

WPF: Meg! Wait.

(I knew she would still be there.)

MEG: Yes

WPF: Well since you know the truth will you let me go try to find the opera ghost.

MEG: Well I still think its a bad idea and that the phantom is dangerous but if you wish to find him I suppose I cant really stop you so go on ahead if you wish but just know that I warned you and... well...

WPF: What?

MEG: Keep your hand at the level of your eyes.

WPF: Oh well I knew that.

(Meg has a confused look on her face)

MEG: Well goodbye Lacy.

WPF: Goodbye Meg.

(And hello phantom)