After Raoul took me to see my father, and after numerous hugs, and thousands of kisses, we finally ended up at the police station. Erik Duvall was a local legend, and everyone stared at me as if I was some sacred object. I had told them where I was, what had happened, and how I escaped. I also said how I wanted Erik to get psychiatric help, even though he did awful things, I still sensed something good and loving inside him. My father, Raoul, and I waited at the police station, to hear the news on whether they had found him or not.

"Follow me please." The old deputy said. He looked to be around 60 years old with graying brown hair. We all stood up together, and Raoul held my hand as we followed the deputy to his office. Raoul's hand were warm, and strong, not cold and boney.

"Have a seat." He pointed to three chairs lined up in front of a old oak desk. I read the name tag on his shirt. Officer Wallis it read. The old man sighed, and his deep blue eyes penetrated my soul, he was saying something to me without using words, and it wasn't something good.

"We found the lair at which you were being kept at Miss Daae, unfortunately we did not find our Erik Duvall."

"What do you mean you didn't find him? Didn't anybody notice a HOUSE UNDERNEATH THE FREAKING UNIVERSITY?" My dad yelled. Officer Wallis's face looked grim.

"It is an embarrassment to our department, I can rest assure you that Mr. Daae. We cannot apologize enough for the distress you have went through. Not to get off topic, but I would like to show you these photos our detectives took while they were down there. " He pulled out a brown envelope, and laid out pictures across the desk. I gasped. The paintings done on the wall were broken and tossed onto the ground, the wardrobe that I hid in was busted. Pages of sheet music scattered the floor.

"And then there is this Miss Daae," and he handed me a note. The paper seemed old, and the handwriting on it was the nicest I had ever seen. It read it out loud.

"Christine, my Christine has left me, and she is a fool. So she think she can hide from me? I have been searching for over 100 years, and I will find her. I give this as a warning to you gentlemen, my fury has just begun."

~Phantom"

I sat the note down and leaned back in my seat. My heart began to race 800 beats per minute.

"Christine cannot stay at home Mr. Daae, is there anyone else she can stay with?" Officer Wallis said as he recollected the note.

"She has a godmother who lives back in our old town Charleston." Georgiana Valérius was my godmother, the sweetest woman you will ever meet. She was my mother's best friend while growing up, basically my mother's sister.

"That would be fine. Keep her there until further notice." Officer Wallis stood up and lead us out the door.

"Don't worry Miss Daae, we'll find him, he won't come near you again." He gave me words of reassurance. I smiled and nodded my head.

"Mr. Daae is it's alright with you, I would like to stay with Christine while she is staying with her godmother." Raoul said as we got into the car. We both sat in the back seat, while my dad was up front driving. The thought of Raoul staying with me made me blush. I have to learn to stop doing that.

"I'm alright with that. At least you ask me before you stay with my daughter." I had to smile, my dad always tries to add humor into a bad situation.

"You know what we'll do Chris?" My dad asked.

"What?"

"I'll grab out the ole violin, and it'll be just like old times. We'll sing and dance, and pretend like this never happened!" My dad sounded very excited. Raoul and I laughed, remembering the times in our youth when we would dance under the stars.

"That sounds like a marvelous idea!" I said.

The drive to Charleston seemed to take forever, and we weren't allowed to stop at our house. So I was still stuck in these dirty old clothes that I had continued to wear while with Erik.

The Valérius house looked like an overgrown doll house. The vinyl was painted pink, and the shutters were purple. Flowers of all sorts surrounded it, and it in the front yard was a large willow tree with a single tire swing hanging from it. We pulled out and Georgiana Valerious was standing on the porch waving. I ran and embraced her in a warm hug.

"Auntie Georgiana, thank you so much for letting us stay here." I said to her.

"Oh you poor thing! Run inside to the living room, I have a surprise for you." She grinned at me, the way she used to when she would sneak me in treats when my mother wasn't looking.

I walked into the living room, and what I saw was about to make me scream.

"CARLY, CHARLOTTE, KELLY!" I yelled. We all huddled together, and giggled. They have been my three best friends since 3rd grade.

"Here Christine. I brought you some of my clothes, I figured you couldn't go home, and we are about the same size. At least we used to be, I don't know anymore, you're looking awfully thin." Kelly handed me a bag. They all stared at my thin frame. I hadn't even noticed.

"Well, the only thing I ate while I was down there was a sandwich, so I guess I lost a little bit of weight." Charlotte looked sad.

"I couldn't even imagine what it would be like, being stuck down there with a psychopath."

"I'll tell you about it after I change, these clothes are disgusting." I smiled and ran into the bathroom. A long white summer dress appeared and I put it on with glee. It was so nice to be clean again. I glanced up at the mirror and did notice that my cheeks looked a little sunken.

When I came out I saw dad getting his violin out, and Raoul was introducing himself to my friends. I guess I can tell them about it later, I wouldn't want to ruin all the fun. Dad pulled the strings across the violin and played a upbeat tune, which I'm guessing he made up in his head.

"May I have this dance Miss Daae?" Raoul asked bowing. I curtsied.

"It would be my honor." I said giving him my hand. He grabbed me by the waist and began to bounce around the room, while my friends and godmother clapped along. I don't remember every being this happy in a really long time.

"Here let's see if you guys can name this one." Dad said after finishing the upbeat song. The melody became much slower and I recognized it immediately.

"Moonlight Sonata. " I said. My father nodded his head, and continued playing. This time Raoul and I danced, not bouncing, but literally dancing. We twirled and swayed, and I felt like I was floating.

We did this until dusk, and not once did I think about Erik Duvall, or his threats.