Lily woke up with a start. She had slept on the dining room table for some reason, on she could not (or would not) remember. She remembered the dream she'd been having, something about a letter. She smiled and decided to get dressed.

As she was walking to her bedroom, the phone started to ring. She looked around for it as it rang, and rang, and rang. She finally found it and looked at the caller I.D. It was her best friend, Sarah.

"Hello?" She asked, groggily.

"Lily? Is that you? You don't sound to good." Sarah asked, perky as usual.

"Yeah, it's me. I just didn't have a good night sleep. I had this weird dream where I was reading this letter or something…"

"Having nightmares? That's not a good sign, I think your going crazy."

"Very funny, I am not going crazy. But anyways, what's up?"

"Oh, well, we haven't seen each other in a couple of weeks, I thought we could go to the movies or something." Sarah said, sounding hopeful.

"Well, I've got nothing on my calendar, so it'll be alright. What, how long, and how much?"

"You get to the point quickly, don't you? But anyways, I'll look at the movie times and call you back. Is that okay?"

"Yea, that's fine." Lily answered. "As long as it's after twelve, I just need to get ready."

"Okay, talk to you then!" Sarah said, still amazingly upbeat. How can people be so hyper so early, she wondered?

She made her way down the hall to her bedroom. She got dressed as she tried to remember the specifics about the letter. It was something about a ghost, and a kid who could play the violin and piano, and something….what was it? She shook her head as she gave up.

She started to go into the bathroom for her shower, but then remembered that there was no such appliance that worked so far. She really had to call that plumber, she thought, as she made her way to the kitchen to wash her hair in the sink.

The phone rang again around eleven-thirty, just as Lily finished with her hair. She looked at the caller ID (it was really just a force of habit, even though she already new who is was) and of course it was Sarah.

"Okay, well, I think I found a movie that you'll like." Sarah said to her.

"As long as it leaves us an hour or so to get down there, then I'm not picky."

"Don't worry, it's at one-thirty. I thought we could get a quick lunch and go."

"Yeah, that sounds great, especially since I don't have any food at my house. What's the movie?" Lily asked.

"It's a new one called Red Eye, like I said, I think you'll like it."

"Isn't that the suspense one from Wes Craven?"

"Yea, do you think you want to go?"

"I don't know, suspense/thrillers aren't really my forte." Lily said and then laughed.

"Well, like I said, you might like it, do you want to go?" Sarah asked her. Lily didn't respond. "Lily?

Hey, Lily, do you want to go?"

"Forte…" Lily said softly.

"What?"

"His forte, his forte, ERIK'S FORTE! It was violin!" Lily screamed, almost hysteric.

"What are you talking about?" Sarah asked, sounding extremely worried.

"The letter! The one I dreamed about!"

"So? What does that have to do with anything?"

"It wasn't a dream, I remember every word, Erik, The Opera Ghost, IT WAS HIS!"

"Okay Lily, I have no idea what you're talking about, so I'm gonna have to go."

"I'll call you back in thirty minutes!" Lily screamed, and slammed down the phone. She rushed into the dinning room, and looked around the table. Nothing was there. But it was real, Lily thought to herself, it ad to be real!

She looked under the table, and sure enough, there was the letter, not a dream, but reality.