The days after Raoul De Chagny had told his story to the class all past at an enormous tempo. However a few gaps were still there, the students of Melody's class were busy writing a script , designing costumes and composing music Melody offered to be responsible for the music (and she didn't wanted help from anybody in this task). It seemed that all their spare time was used in creating this new play. That's why they all went to Phillipe's house after the lessons. There they all could work together. Melody was too occupied to even notice that she hadn't visited her parents in a while. She decided that she would visit them as soon she could get away from everybody.

Eventually, the end for the day was there and everybody went to their respective homes. Melody was on her way to her parents . Arriving at Rue Scribe, she checked if all the music scores were still ther , thinking to herself that it was stupid to check them now and not when she left Phillipe's house. Glad to see that every lest piece of paper was still there, she entered the dark tunnel. Walking in the living quarters of the underground home, she let her presence be known be calling "Knock knock, I'm home" to the first pair of ears found. And those were her father's.

"How lovely to see you drop in," he said semi-sarcastically. "I'm sorry that it's been a while. We were kind of busy creating art," she declared. Christine joined the room. "Oh, do you have all the information you need?" she asked.

"Not all, there are still some gaps about what happened to Christine after the gala. It seems nobody knows. I do wonder how we are going to fill up these gaps" Melody stated. "Did you get that much information from the parents? I never would have thought," Erik said. "Well we were lucky that Phillipe's father was the partron of the opera house during …"

"What?!," Erik yelled. "You mean that that boy's father is Raoul De Chagny?" Both Christine's and Erik's face turned an unnaturally pale colour. "Uhu, but he didn't exactly told what had happened after Don Juan. I mean, he said that he can't remember that particularly event very clearly. But he did say something about a noose and a ultimatum"

"What were his exact words," Erik asked her a little angry. "He told us that somehow a noose was thrown around his neck and after that he had been chained to a fence by that same noose and another was put around his neck. After that, the Phantom had given an ultimatum to Christine, something about staying or her lover would die. The next thing he told us was him being in Rue Scribe surrounded by policemen."

Melody had easily detected that he was withholding some information, she saw it in his eyes and body language. "I believe he could recall more but he didn't told us," Melody said. "Did he saw you?" Erik asked. "No he didn't. I stayed in a corner of a room."

"Good, if he would have seen you he would have recognized the mask, no doubt of it" Erik couldn't think of what would happen if he did recognized her. He actually didn't want to find out either. But eventually someone will make the connection. He just hoped that wouldn't happen soon.

"What did happened that night of the gala?" Melody asked. "Nothing that you need to know my dear," was Erik's respond. "And how am I going to fill the gaps if you don't tell me?" "I'm sure your creative mind will come up with something."

"by the way, I'm in charge of the composing. Well, I actually begged if I could, without help from anybody," Melody said. "And because I give you my music, it isn't that big task for you is it?" Erik asked skeptically. "Hey, I have to keep our little secret, that requires some energy. That's why I don't do much for this production," she answered him. Erik smiled when she explained her logic to him. Christine shacked her head slightly. "That she has from you," she said. Melody stayed the rest of the day with her parents.

Phillipe sighed when everybody left his home for today. He was glad that the whole group was working on this project and that the already had accomplished a lot, but he was equally glad if they all left. Now he had some time for his personal project. He retreated to his room.

Raoul sometimes went to check the group to see if they didn't made too many mistakes. But everything was going like it had happened ( not 100% correct, but at least 95%). When he at some point retreated from the room the kids were busy, he passed the music room. Someone was playing the piano. The tunes created by this person were familiar to Raoul, it seemed to be that it was a small part from the Phantom's opera. Unfortunately the door was closed, so he couldn't peek in. He wondered who could know this music.

That evening, Raoul went to ask Phillipe who was responsible for the music. "Oh, that's Melody. Why?" "She played a music piece that was used in the Opera Ghost's opera. How does came in possession of that music?"

"Her father's a composer who remembered that exact score, strange huh?"

"Indeed it is," he answered, deciding that he should have to know a little more about this Melody and her father.

"What are you doing?" he asked Phillipe bewildered.

"I'm practicing to play the violin?"

"Why, I thought you learned to play the organ at school"

"Yes, I do. But I also would like to play the violin." Phillipe recalled that the violin was something special for Melody, although he still didn't know why.

Another day at school had passed and everybody were on their way to go to Phillipe's place. "How's it going with the music, Melody?" Gustave asked. "Oh, it's going good. I'm almost ready with one of the songs where Christine told about her angel of music." "I didn't knew you could compose," another student said. "It's something I do in my spare time," she lied.

"Can we hear it, please?" A girl named Jillian asked. "Sure, if you really want to" and with that they continued their journey. They all arrived and everybody went to begin at their tasks. Raoul thought it would be a good opportunity to find out some more about Melody. He went to the music room when he heard voices, the door locked for some reason.

"What on earth are you doing here? It's not that good idea of you to come here. If they would find you…" Melody said.

"I'll be long gone before someone opened that door."

"It's still not a good idea. Why are you here?"

"Can't I come to help you pass your time? We both know you're not that busy, I gave you the music."

"And the things I don't know you help me with when I'm home."

Raoul stopped to listen to the conversation, he recognized the voice which accompanied Melody's own. At this point he had a flashback. He could remember how Christine's dressing room door was locked. The voice of that monster had sang to her, commanding she should come to him. Poor Christine was still under the impression that that voice belonged to an angel. She had followed him without question.

He wondered why the Phantom gave the music to Melody. Did he wanted to revive his music through this school play? Or did he other intentions? And did he still lived under the opera house, even after the mob had went to his lair? Does Christine lived there too?

All these questions and more went through his head. "What are you doing father?" Phillipe asked. Raoul realized that he couldn't uncover the Phantom's presence now. The Phantom probably ( actually Raoul was sure) heard Phillipe calling him.

"I just came by, wanting to ask Melody how the composing went. ," he answered.

" It looked to me you were eavesdropping."

"How can I be eavesdropping when she is composing? You can hear music throughout the whole hallway if played." Phillipe admitted his father had a point there, but it still looked suspiciously enough like eavesdropping. That moment the door of the music room went open and Melody walked out. "Oh, did I interrupt anything?" she asked when she saw that Phillipe and Raoul were looking at her.

"No, of course not," Phillipe told her. " I was just looking for you. They all ask if they could hear some music. "Well, let them come then" Melody said and retreaded to the music room. Phillipe called everybody together and they went to hear Melody play.

The moment Raoul had turned around and faced Melody he knew why the Phantom was accompanying the girl. He recognized the half-face mask. Although hers was black with some red decorations, it was the form of the mask: it was the exact mirror image from the Phantom's mask. As music started, Raoul pondered about what to do next.