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Running. Running. That was all she was able to register.

She kept on running away from some unknown danger.

But suddenly she saw a light ahead of her, amongst the darkness. She ran faster and found that it was an open door. A white, gloved hand was reaching out from the light, beckoning her to enter.

She smiled and took the hand, but lost her grip and ended up slipping the glove off of the hand.

Suddenly, instead of a normal human hand, a black, claw like hand was reaching towards her, with the dark crimson of blood dripping from its fingers.

She screamed and tried to turn back, but she could not run away from the hand. It came closer and closer, until it finally reached her arm and...

Christine sat up bolt right, breathing hard. She frantically looked around, but found that she was sitting in Meg's bed, with no hand reaching out to get her. She pushed the covers back and got up, knowing that whatever time it was she would not be able to go back to sleep.

She went over to the vanity and splashed water on her face, trying to forget that horrible dream. When she looked in the mirror, she noticed that her eyes were less red but still looked like she had been crying. She felt her stomach and smiled when she felt a small bump there. At least she would be able to enjoy that the fact that she was going to be a mother soon, and Erik would be a father.

Erik. Christine frowned. She still had no idea what to think of him and last night, but she knew for sure that she needed to talk to him as soon as possible so she could hear his side of the story, whatever it may be.

All of the sudden, the door opened and Meg stuck her head in. She gave a sigh of relief when she saw Christine standing in front of the vanity.

"Oh thank goodness, you are up. I heard you lashing around in my bed, but whenever I looked in on you, I saw that you were dreaming. Raoul said that I should probably leave you be or you might have a fright if I suddenly woke you up. Are you alright?"

Christine nodded. "Of course, I just had a bad dream. Um, do you know when I will have to leave?"

Meg shook her head and walked in, closing the door behind her. "I have no idea. The police are still trying to figure out what happened to the man and are questioning everyone else first after Mother told them that you were still recovering from the shock."

"Good, I think that I still need some time. I believe that I will just lie down and collect my nerves back together. Could I be left alone?"

"Oh, of course. You just let me know when you need anything and Raoul and I will be in my mother's room. Please, Christine, just relax and get better, alright?"

Christine smiled. "Of course, now go, I will be fine."

Meg left and Christine went back to the bed and sat down. She decided to try and get some more sleep, so she snuggled back under the covers and closed her eyes.

But before she could try and drift off to sleep, she felt two pieces of cloth cover her mouth and her eyes, leaving her blind and mute. The last thing she remembered was the smell of some sort of drug being pressed to her face, causing blackness to overwhelm her.

The sounds of two men talking were the first things that Christine noticed as she came out of her sleep once again. She still had her eyes and mouth covered, but her ears could still hear things pretty well. She tried to move around, but found that she was tied to a chair. She could not reach the knot nor could she even wiggle very much at all. She decided that the best thing for her to do right now was to stay still and listen to her captors.

"What were you thinking, you idiot?!" The first man said. He sounded muffled, as if he was talking behind a door, and Christine could not even begin to tell who he was.

"I am sorry, sir, but I thought that you said to kidnap her as well." The second man answered, just as muffled as the first man.

"Fool, I never said anything of the kind. I said dress as the Phantom and kill that man so she would think that it was him, but nothing else. Everything was going perfectly until you decided to try this little stunt and now most of Paris is searching for her. I should have never put you in as the Phantom, you just mess everything up."

"Sorry, sir, but..."

"No buts. We have to figure out how to solve this problem. I gather that the only thing we can do now is for you to take her back to the Opera House and leave her someplace where people can find her, unharmed. I trust that even you can do such a simple task as that?"

"Of course sir, anything."

"Good, but be certain to drug her again just to make certain that she will not figure out where she was and take her back to the Opera House, leaving her on the stage so they can be sure to see her. Now go, before I decide to do to you what you have already done to those two other men."

A door opened and the sounds of footsteps were all that Christine heard before a cloth was pressed to her nose and once again blackness came over her.

But she was not upset at this. She was much to busy focusing on some of the best news she had heard yet: Erik was innocent!

Yeah! Erik is still a good guy! But whatever happened to our dashing, dreamy and slightly deranged Phantom of the Opera? I guess we (you and I) will have to wait until next chapter to find out. Again, sorry for the late chapter but I hope that you liked it, but since I cannot tell her from in the middle of the mountains, PLEASE REVIEW! Until next chapter, Li Li

Happy 25th Chapter! Thank you for sticking with me through all this, even though this was a little (lot) late, but that is besides the point. THANK YOU!!! Li Li