As Christine was pulled off the stage, she could still hear the others calling for her. She opened her mouth to yell back, but her Angel covered her mouth with his hand. "Do not speak. I don't want them to find us," he said. She nodded and they continued through the house in the darkness. She had no idea where they were going. She could only trust her Angel. Once they were a good distance away from the stage, Christine stopped.

"Where are we going Angel?" she asked. Her Angel looked back at her. She could not see him but she knew he was looking at her.

"I'm taking you somewhere safe," he replied. He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and they kept walking. After a while, he murmured, "we're going into the main lobby now." She heard a door open and felt a difference in the room but, unknown to her until now, the entire opera house was in total darkness.

"Angel, how can you tell where we are?" she asked.

"I've been here for quite a while now Christine. I know everything there is to know about the Opera Populaire," he told her. Suddenly, the sound of someone running could be heard. The person ran right into Christine.

"Ouch!" she cried and fell to the floor.

"Christine!" her Angel called.

"Who's there?" a third voice asked.

"Christine where are you?"

"Who's that?" the third person questioned.

"Raoul?" Christine asked. "Is that you?"

"Christine? Is that my little Daae?" Raoul asked.

"Christine, give me your hand," her Angel said. She stood up and reached in front of her. Soon she felt her Angel's gloved hand grasp hers. "Come Christine."

"Wait! Raoul, are you still there?" she asked.

"Yes Christine," Raoul answered.

"Give me your hand," she stated. She felt Raoul's fingers close around hers.

"Christine!" her Angel said sharply. "We need to go!"

"Yes I know Angel. Can't we take Raoul with us?"