This was the reason why neither Goofy nor Roxanne saw Max in the dressing room when they came in.

Max did what he always did every time T-Rax finished a concert – went back into his dressing room to change out of his outfit and relax a bit before heading for home. But before he could even start to unzip his jacket or take off his cool sunglasses, a female spooky voice stopped him.

"Don't change out of your outfit, T-Rax," said the Phantom's voice. "You'll still need it on."

"What for?" Max asked. "The concert is over."

"Look at your face in the mirror. You'll know why."

Max did as he was told. As he looked in the mirror, he saw another figure approaching in it. He turned around to see if the figure was standing behind him, but it wasn't. He turned back to face the figure and it was still in the mirror. Then it held up what Max could make out was a square with a red button on the top. Then Max jumped when he saw the mirror open like it was a door and he could see the figure standing in some sort of dark tunnel. He took another look at the figure, but where it stood was still dark so he couldn't quite make out what it was. All it did was hold out its grey hand.

Max gasped. "Are you the –"

"Angel of Music? The Phantom of Rock n Roll? The Rock n Roll Ghost? Jackpot! I am all those things! Now, come on."

"Where are you taking me?" Max asked.

"You'll see," was all the Phantom said.

Max was hesitant to follow the Phantom, but she didn't forget Michaela's warning. He took her hand and she gently pulled him in where he stood. Max heard a noise and he saw the mirror close behind him. Then he saw rays of light coming behind him. He turned and saw the Phantom had lit a torch, but even that wasn't bright enough for him to see her properly.

"Follow me, T-Rax," she said.

Seeing as there was nothing else to do, Max nervously followed her. He hoped she at least left in the dressing room a note or something to explain his absence in case anyone wanted to see him in there.

The Phantom took Max through some very large, dark, dusty and cold caverns. He saw a lot of creatures like spiders and rats running around as he continued to follow her. She explained to him during the American Civil War the Northern soldiers used these to rescue the slaves from the South and escort them to freedom. He wished he learnt that in history at school; that way the subject would be more interesting to him.

Then Max and the Phantom came to a source of water that looked like a river. They approached a wooden dock ramp where a long wooden boat was docked. The Phantom helped Max into the boat, grabbed the pole, got into the boat, pushed it out with the pole and started punting.

As the Phantom continued to punt, Max wondered where she was taking him to. Not to a watery grave, he hoped. Then he got a surprised when something in front of them appeared.

"Don't worry, T-Rax," the Phantom said. "Welcome to my home."

"Your home?" Max saw what she meant when he saw the thing that continued to rise from the water was a building. When it finished rising, it looked like a mansion. A massive, floating mansion. To Max, it looked like one from the 19th century that he studied for history during school. It was made of all of the building materials they used from that time, from the wooden steps to the door to the tall stone chimney on the heavily grey slated roof.

"This mansion was built by General Hamidam," the Phantom said.

"Never heard of him," Max said.

"He is one of the underrated heroes of the American Civil War. He was the one who discovered these caverns to help free the slaves from the South and brought them to freedom in the north." The Phantom docked the boat to the wooden dock that was part of the mansion and helped him out.

"Let me guess," Max said. "Since no one heard of this war hero, did the owners have this mansion knocked down when they bought it so they could build the gigantic stadium above us and make a lot of money?"

"You are a very sharp rock," the Phantom said, as she escorted Max to the door. "And in answer to your next question, yes, I did use all that rumble from the old mansion and rebuild it brick by brick. And made it waterproof."

"But why?"

"That's enough questions about the outside. Wait to you get inside." The Phantom and Max approached the oaken door, put her hand on the hand scanning machine next to the door and it opened.

Max couldn't believe what he saw when the Phantom escorted him in. He thought it was the most beautiful and awesome looking mansion he had ever seen in his whole life. He and Goofy had been to a few mansions in their times, including their friend Scrooge McDuck's manor, but he had never seen anything like this beautiful or cool. If the Phantom wanted to sell this, she would make a fortune. And this was just the corridor. He couldn't wait to see the rest of the place.

As Max looked around the corridor and saw the beautiful cream-painted walls, the massive paintings and the beautiful smelling indoor plants, he noticed the Phantom taking her black hat and coat off. She wore black shoes, black pants and a black sleeved shirt. He noticed she had a head of a hippopotamus with a white mask over her eyes and above her nose and she had black hair behind her.

"Nutsy! Botty! Screwy!" the Phantom yelled.

"Yes, Mother!"

Max turned around to see who was speaking. He jumped when he saw three what he thought were moving machines that were three foot tall. When they approached him, he jumped and tried to run, but the Phantom stopped him.

"Relax," she said. "These are my children. I built them myself."

"Hi, T-Rax!" the robots said.

"They're talking!" Max cried.

"Welcome to artificial intelligence," the Phantom said. "Now, come and say hello. This one here is Nutsy."

Nutsy, the first one they went to, had blue metal legs and feet, a green metal body, green arms, hands and throat with a small portable tv screen on it. In the screen, there was a yellow face with a big smile. "Pleasure to meet you, T-Rax." The robot had a male, robotic voice and the mouth didn't move as he spoke. He held his right green hand out and Max shook it. Then the phantom moved him to the next one.

"This one here is Botty."

Max saw that Botty's legs and feet were purple and her body, arms, hands and neck was yellow and she had a laptop screen from the 1990s instead of a tv screen but was the same size of Nusty. She had a yellow smiley face as well. "You rock, T-Rax," she greeted, as she held her hand up. Max thought she was expecting a high five, so he gave her one.

Then the Phantom took Max to the last one. "And here is Screwy."

Screwy's legs and feet were red and his body, arms, hands and neck were orange and he had an 1980s computer screen for a head with a yellow smiley face in it. "Hi, T-Rax," he greeted.

Max shook hands with him. "Hi, Screwy."

"All right," the Phantom said. "Now that we got the pleasantries out of the way, let's give T-Rax a tour of the whole mansion."

And what a tour Max as the Phantom and her robots showed him all the mansion had to offer. After seeing all the hallway had to offer, they showed him the massive yet peaceful drawing room with plenty of couches, giant paintings and a grand fireplace, an enormous kitchen with plenty of cookers, fridges, freezers, drawers and everything even a Michelin star chef would do anything to have, a large and peaceful dining room, a gym with plenty of exercise machines and sets of weights, a room with an Olympic-sized swimming pool with a large hot tub and sauna next to it, a large posh bathroom and finally a large bedroom with cream-painted walls, a large king-sized bed, some wardrobes and a chest of drawers.

"It's yours, T-Rax," the Phantom told Max.

"Mine?" He was very confused. "For how long?"

"Forever. See your stuff over there?"

Max saw a collection of cardboard boxes at the far end. He went to them and saw that all his stuff from his apartment was there.

"But why? How did you –"

"While you were performing tonight," the Phantom said, "my robots collected your stuff and brought them here. That's right, T-Rax. You are officially moved out of that awful tiny apartment and now living in a house that you deserve."

"But I haven't even paid –"

"That's all taken care off, as well." The Phantom gave Max a document. As he read it, he learnt that he was officially moved out of his apartment and his rent had been fully paid.

"That's really great. But why?"

"I'll tell you in the morning when you rehearse more songs and dances for tomorrow's concert. Now, don't be up too late. We start training at seven o'clock before breakfast. Good night."

Then she and her AI robots left a still confused Max as he continued to unpack his stuff and get ready for bed.