~ Thanks for the reviews guys, you're so wonderful! Oh you wanted to know who the Shadow was? Who was attacked? Well one of those is revealed, please read on. :o)
"This is April O'Neil, Channel three news here on the scene of a murder that took place the night before." From here you could see April in an alley with police tape behind her and lots of police lights. "Now here with me is Chief Sterns." April turns to face the chief.
"Can you tell us what happened?" April posed the mike under him.
"Well, Ms. O'Neil all I know is that we have a sick person out there who thought it would be funny to kill one of our opera singers. We are not releasing the identity at this moment but we will have more information after the autopsy." Chief Sterns nodded at April, the camera and then walked off.
"We'll continue to report on this until the killer is brought to justice." I turned the TV off and called James on the phone. I breathe a sigh of relief when I hear his voice.
"James, did you see the TV report?" I asked him.
"No, I was asleep." James responded. I relayed what I just saw and could tell that James was now fully awake.
'Holy shit, hold on Melody, I'll call the director then call you back." James told me and I hung up. A tapping at the window startled me and I opened the curtains. It was Leonardo. He mouthed, 'let me in.' I opened the window and he slide in.
"Sorry to bother you this early, I just saw the news and wanted to make sure you were okay." He explained. I couldn't help it, I gave him a hug.
"Oh, Leo, I'm fine thanks." He stood there for a moment then slowly hugged me back. A knocking at the door startled us. It was persistent.
"Melody, open up, it's me James." He called through the door. I widened my eyes and turned to tell Leonardo to hide, but he was already gone. I opened the door and James stormed in.
"Okay Melody sit down, I talked to the director on the way here." James walked me over to the couch and sat me down, he sat across from me.
"It was Mariska who died," James said.
"Wha," My shoulders started shaking as I tried to hold the tears back. I stood up and walked away from James wiping at my eyes. "I need." Sigh. "Need to be a. alone right now, James." He nodded and walked to the door.
"Call if you need anything Melody." I nodded as he shut the door. Leonardo stepped out, I stood there for a moment. I forgot that he was here.
"If you want I can go," Leonardo said quietly. I shook my head.
"I don't know," I put a hand on my head and shook myself. "I don't know if I want to be alone, or." I shuddered. "Oh God." I cried and fell to my knees, head in my hands. Leonardo rushed over to me and helped me to the couch. He patted and rubbed my back as I cried, not being able to hold the tears back any longer. As my crying stopped I started rocking myself.
"She was just a chorus girl in this show," I babbled. "But she was suppose to also be my understudy for the next show we were going to do."
"What show is that?" Leonardo asked. I continued on, not hearing his question.
"This is almost too weird, I mean, that's what the phantom does, The Phantom of the Opera." I leaned back onto the couch and closed my eyes. Leonardo went into the kitchen and made something warm for me to drink. He brought it to me and as I drank I started getting sleepy.
"Wut is thisss," I slurred. Man my head felt heavy.
"Something to help you relax." Leonardo said. That's the last thing I remembered before falling into sleep.
I was dreaming, and I was running. A shadowy figure was chasing me and I was running through the sewers. Some one was singing in the distance, some operatic music, I couldn't make it out. Then I came up to a wall and turned around. The shadow loomed over me and I screamed.
I screamed and bolted up right in bed, in my room. I wondered how did I get here? A note was on my dresser and I picked it up.
"Melody, I had to go back home to the," word scribbled out, "and let my brothers know what happened. You'll be safe, be careful in the show tonight." I read out loud.
"Ohmygod," I jumped out of bed and into the shower. James will be here any minute. Just as I finished and was drying my hair there was knocking at my door.
"Hold on James, I'll be there in a minute," Wrapping a towel around me I ran to the door and opened it, and gasped. It wasn't James.