I know, that was a bad (good?) chapter, because of all the stuff that happened… and you'll soon have all your Q's with A's to accompany them. Here's the new chapter for y'all.
After Philippe left, my emotions and feelings were sharply contrasted with what I knew they should be. I wasn't afraid, not of Philippe, anyway. I almost welcomed his presence because it reminded me of home… Was I going mad?
I thought that I must be when I decided to go see Nadir. Perhaps he would know where Erik was, and could offer some guidance.
Upon arriving at Nadir's apartment, I didn't even bother knocking, I just let myself in. "Nadir?" I called.
No answer.
"Nadir?" a little more frantic. Maybe he was just out getting groceries or other necessities. That had to be it, didn't it? Of course it did! What was I thinking? I was letting my mind run off with me.
"Nadir!" I stepped into his sitting room. No Nadir. I looked in the kitchen, the den, until I was finally forced to check his bedroom. The door was shut, and I checked to see if it was locked—it wasn't. "Nadir?" I asked, seeing if he was in there, but again, I was met with no answer. I pushed the door open slowly, peeking around it to see if Nadir wasn't feeling well or some such thing. He certainly wasn't, and I screamed, starting to sob in terror and shock.
Yes, I know, another short chapter, but the next one will be up soon. Like, hopefully in an hour or so. Hopefully. No guarantees.