Christine

I paced the floor in Christian's room, nervously wringing my hands. His window was open and his bed was still made. There was no sign of a struggle and yet I was sure he had been kidnapped. As I paced, Raoul walked in. I ran to him and wrapped my arms around him.

"Oh Raoul! I'm so worried!" I cried. He stroked my hair in such a way that I was reminded of Erik. I gasped and pulled away from Raoul.

"What is it Christine?" he asked.

"I know where Christian is!" I shouted gleefully.

"Where?!" Raoul asked excitedly.

"At the Opera House!" I yelled. Raoul's face fell slightly.

"Christine, I was supposed to take Christian there," he said quietly.

"He's there, I know he's there!" I exclaimed.

"Christine," he murmured. I hugged him again then ran to the door. "Where are you going?" he asked.

"To find Christian," I stated and ran into the hall. "James!" I yelled as I ran to my room. I grabbed a traveling cloak and ran back into the hall where James was waiting.

"What do you need Madame?" he questioned.

"A carriage," I replied. "I'm going to find Christian."

"Yes Madame. I'll get it ready right away," he said and walked off.

When I climbed into the carriage a few minutes later, I practically shouted at the driver when I told him to go to the Opera House.

"And please hurry," I added.

"Yes ma'am," he replied, and I felt the carriage speed up.