The entire day Erik had devoted only to his music, and he told me not to disturb him while he worked on it. I agreed, and didn't dare disturb him. I could hear him banging on the organ from my room if he didn't get a note right, and I could hear him yelling his lungs out if he couldn't find the right note. So I stayed in my room all day, and when I eventually got bored, I went to the library.

It had been only four days since Thanksgiving day. When we returned back that day, after we dropped off Nadir, Erik had asked me why I was crying. At first I had told him it was no big deal, but he didn't believe me. He told me to tell him, but how could I? Erik never wanted me to return home.

So I simply told him that I missed my mother. I did, of course, but that obviously wasn't why I was crying. He asked if that was all, and I told him yes, then he kissed my hand and made me change of my wet clothes. I did so, and then I went in the library and found him there, sitting on his chair by the fire. He beckoned for me to sit on his lap, and I did so, and he read a story to me.

The next morning he said I fell asleep while I was in his arms, and he had to carry me to bed. Then over the next few days Erik said he was working on an Opera. I asked what it was about, but he told me it was a surprise. I listened to him and didn't ask any further questions.

Now here I am, sitting in the library, listening to Erik bang on his organ. I smiled as I heard the sweet music fill the house, but jumped when Erik started to shout because he couldn't get the note right.

Ever since that day I had seen Meg's ghost, I had been thinking. How in the world could I have seen what she was doing at that very moment? I knew she wasn't dead, even if I had seen a spirit of her. I had seen what she had been doing at that very moment, but how?

Right when Meg started talking about the Ouija Board, I immediatley came up with an idea. I remembered, in that secret room next to Erik's which I had never been able to go in, there was a Ouija Board. What if, I went in there and tried to contact Meg through it?

I thought it was a brilliant idea, but what if Erik caught me in there? Surely he would be angry with me. But I just wouldn't let him catch me. I loved Erik, and I hated lying to him, but I had to do this. I had to contact Meg.

So I made a promise to myself. Today I would go into the room. It would be a perfect time, too. Ever since Erik started working on his music he hasn't been off the organ for days and nights. Not to sleep, not to eat, not to do anything. So it was now or never.

I put away the book that I was reading and went to the doorway. I stared across the hallway at the forbidden door. I gulped. I prayed that Erik wouldn't catch me in here.

I silently walked out of the library and stood in front of the door. As I reached for the doorknob, something furry brushed past me. I almost yelped, but I flung my hand to my mouth before I could let it out. I looked down and only saw Ayesha. I sighed and went to open the door.

What if I opened this door and it made a loud creaking noise? What if Erik heard? I knew I had to put all of these thoughts out of my mind, but I just couldn't. Only negative thoughts were running through my head at the moment.

Doing it fast so I would get it over with, I opened the door. Nothing happened. No loud noises or anything. I smiled to myself and stepped in, plunging into the darkness.

It was an extremely dark hallway. I had shut the door behind me and now I didn't know where I was. Maybe I should have left it open a crack? No, because then Erik would wonder why it was open and then he would catch me. I brushed my hands across the walls and walked very slowly forward, letting the walls lead me.

After walking for a little bit longer, I noticed a light up front. I started to walk faster and faster, until I finally reached my destination.

The secret room. I knew this was it, because the walls didn't show any other hallways or doors. This hallway went completely straight, so I knew this was it. I looked around.

The walls were very plain, just old rusty bricks and spiderwebs filling them. Lit torches filled the room, so I could see where I was going. I thought the room would have been a bit more exciting and adventurous, but this was fine. Then, I looked to the center of the room. There, on a table, was a Ouija Board. And next to the Ouija Board was a crystal ball.

I walked up to it and sat on the chair across from the board. I examined the board carefully. It was a neatly polished wooden board, and the letters and numbers were perfectly carved into them. There was a gorgeous sun and moon painted on the corners or the board, and the rest of the board was painted black, as the words and letters were red.

Being curious, I poked at the crystal ball. I knew I shouldn't of done that, because all of a sudden, the clear crystal ball turned a swirling purple. The swirls inside of the ball drifted around, as if searching for something. Thinking I would need this later, I dragged the crystal ball so it was in front of me, above the Ouija Board, so I could see in it better.

I didn't know what I was suppose to do, so I sat there for a while. If I wanted to contact Meg, I would be able to do it, wouldn't I? Maybe thinking I could talk to Meg would work. I said out loud,

"I want to talk to Meg Giry."

Nothing happened. I didn't expect anything to happen, but it would of been nice. Again I said,

"I would like to talk to Meg Giry."

Again, nothing. I sighed. Maybe if I thought I would be able to talk to her, and I knew it, it would work? I tried again with more force and confidence that I would be able to talk to her,

"I want to talk to Meg Giry!"

All of a sudden, the purple swirls in the crystal ball spun around faster and faster until it finally landed on an image. I looked into the crystal ball and noticed that I was looking into a room. I then noticed that it was Meg's room I was looking into. I did it! I finally contacted her!

My heart was pounding so fast from excitement that I didn't realize that Meg wasn't in her room. I frowned. Maybe I had to see where Meg was?

I said out loud to the crystal ball,

"I would like to see Meg Giry."

Meg's room faded into the purple swirls and they spun around faster and faster until they finally slowed down and landed on a girl with blonde hair, sitting at a desk. It was Meg, and she was in a classroom. I forgot that today would have been a school day for her, and I wondered what the time was.

As if the ball had read my mind, it showed a more clearer picture of the clock behind Meg. The clock read 3:05, and Meg didn't get out of school for 25 more minutes! I groaned and knew that I could only wait.

And I did. I waited for 25 minutes, watching Meg write on a piece of paper, raise her hand to answer questions, and when the time was finally up, Meg stood up, said goodbye to the teacher, and walked out.

The crystal ball followed every movement Meg made. The image was always on Meg, and it never changed. Of course you couldn't see just Meg's face, you could see her full self, and a perfect view of the people behind her.

As Meg was opening her locker, a girl walked up to her. I knew that girl. Her name was Ada. She was a very nice girl, a good friend of mine and Meg's. She tapped Meg on the shoulder and Meg spun around, a bit shaken.

"Have you found Christine yet?" Ada asked quietly. Meg shook her head no. I guessed that the whole school knew that I was missing.

"Oh," Ada said. "Well, good luck." And then Ada walked away quickly, as Meg was close to tears.

I watched Meg run home in the snow to her house. She never stopped to walk. She was panting heavily when she reached her doorstep. She opened the door and walked inside, stomped the snow off her boots, took her coat off and dropped her bookbag. I noticed that she immediatley ran to her room and to my luck, pulled out the Ouija Board.

I smiled and looked down at the board in front of me. It had lit up, and it seemed almost to be glowing. As Meg opened up the board and lit a few candles, she said a prayer and hovered her index finger and her middle finger over the planchette.

I had no idea what I was suppose to do, but I guessed I had to actually move the planchette to the words I wanted, since I was the spirit in this situation.

Just then, Meg said: "Is anybody there?"

I moved the planchette to 'Yes'. Meg stared at it awkwardly before asking what my name was. I supposed she hadn't gotten an answer in a while.

I spelled out 'Christine Daae'. I hoped dearly that Meg would believe me on this one. I watched Meg's face and her eyes got wider and she gasped from excitement. But then that all faded when she asked,

"How do I know this is really Christine?"

I thought about this for a moment and then spelled out, "Ask question." Now I knew why spirits didn't spell long words, it was too hard for the person you were speaking to to keep up. As I stared at the crystal ball one more time, I realized that this was what Erik used to see me and see what I was doing. Knowing Erik, I rolled my eyes and smiled.

Meg raised an eyebrow. "Um, I already did."

I spelled out, "Christine."

"Ask a question about Christine? . . . And see if you will get it right? So I know this is really her?"

I moved the planchette to 'Yes.'

"Okay," Meg said, mostly to herself. "What was the name of Christine's pet when she was 5 years old?"

When I was five, I had a dog named Fluffers. I spelled out, 'Fluffers' on the board. Meg smiled.

"Yes, you're right. But only the real Christine could know this question," She said. I smiled. "Christine and I had a secret hideout when we were seven. Where was the hideout?"

I spelled out, 'Bush in Meg's backyard.'

Meg smiled and said, "Yes. But honestly, how can this be Christine? Christine isn't dead...or, is she?" Just then, a tear fell from Meg's eye and onto the Ouija Board. I quickly moved the planchette to 'No', but Meg still didn't stop crying.

"But, but, how ca - can Christine be in there? Where is she?"

I spelled out again, 'This Christine.'

"Are you sure? Some spirits ar - are known f - for lying, y - you know!"

I had no idea how I was going to get Meg to believe me. I thought for a moment as Meg cried her eyes out, and I waited patiently for her to stop. I knew what I had to mention.

'Remember Erik' I spelled out.

Meg saw the planchette move and she said, "Yes. So?"

'I told you of Erik. Didn't believe me.' I spelled slowly.

Meg suddenly stopped crying. I knew I was getting somewhere. Only Meg and I knew about Erik, and what we discussed about him. I saw her face suddenly fill with more interest and excitement as she said,

"Yes, I know! I didn't believe you. What happened?"

I spelled, 'Erik take me'.

"But how?" Meg asked.

'Pull me through board.'

"When?"

'Day Mom and Raoul died.'

"Oh. Where are you now?" She asked.

'Erik's lair.'

"Where is that?"

'Opera Populaire.'

"In Paris? Do you know what year it is there?"

'1870.'

Meg was completely stunned. I wondered if she believed me. If I were her, I would be confused too.

"You - you're in the past? But how?" She asked, bewildered.

'Dunno.'

She bit her lip, as if trying to figure something out. I was a little nervous myself. What if she didn't believe me? Would I be stuck here forever?

But just then, something flashed back to me. I remembered seeing Erik, or Logan out of the board. How did he do it? If Erik said he was a spirit, how could he have gotten into the real world? I knew I would never figure it out, but if it was possible, why couldn't I do it?

Since Meg didn't say anything, I decided to bring up the subject of when I saw her writing in her journal four days ago.

'I saw you write in journal.'

"You did?" Meg asked, a little confused. "How?"

'Dunno. Just did.'

"When?"

'4 days ago.'

Meg thought about this for a moment and nodded to herself. "I was writing in my journal four days ago..." She mumbled, mostly to herself. "Was I crying while I was writing it?"

'Yes.'

"Then surely you must have seen it. Oh Christine, I really want to believe this is you but it seems impossible. Is there any way you can prove to me that this is really you?"

I wish there was, I thought. I knew there was a way, I could show myself, but I didn't know how. Not wanting to keep her waiting, I replied,

'Yes.'

"How?"

'Dunno yet. I figure it out.'

"Please do. I miss you so much, if this is really you. You don't know how it feels, being without your best friend for so long. But wait! With Ouija Boards, you can communicate only with dead people!" She gasped, and it looked like she was ready to faint. I quickly spelled,

'No! I not dead!'

"But how can I be speaking to you?"

'Already told you.'

"Oh Jeez, this is so confusing! Please Christine, you must figure out how to show yourself!"

'I will.'

Before Meg could reply, I heard a voice call out her name. Meg jerked her head towards her door and we both heard the voice of her mother, Mrs. Giry coming upstairs.

"I have to go now Christine! I'll try to come back on tomorrow, be here if you can! Goodbye."

She moved the planchette over to 'Goodbye' and snapped the board shut. All of a sudden, my board stopped glowing. The crystal ball started it's purple swirls again, and the picture of Meg fainted into the swirls.

I was ready to get up and leave when I heard something behind me. It sounded almost like a growl.

Slowly, I turned around. And what I saw made me want to faint and scream out for Erik. There, staring at me, was the werewolf that had attacked me a few months ago. Was this Logan, just had I had thought?

I knew I couldn't cry out for Erik. I knew that I couldn't disturb him, nor did I want him finding out about me being here. The werewolf growled at me, and he stepped closer, so I could see him better.

I observed the werewolf, and he looked exactly like the one in movie 'Bram's Stoker's Dracula'. He stood, and looked at me with eyes of fire. I knew this was Logan, I just knew it! So I put aside all my fears and asked,

"Logan?"

The wolf smiled at me, showing sharp teeth, with fresh blood dripping off them. And then he said to me, in a deep, rough voice,

"Of course. I thought you'd never find out."

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Christine: Great chapter!

Me: Thanks, one of my favorites yet.

Erik: (pouting)

Christine: What's wrong?

Erik: I only got 4 boxes of candy bars, and 3 candy bars!

Christine: Only! Oh brother Erik, would you stop pouting? 8 full boxes of Kit Kat bars, Snickers, Milky Ways, Reeses Peanut Butter Cups, Twix, Hershey bars, even Wonka Bars! You are going to get so fat, mister.

Erik: Yeah, so? (starts to chew on a Snickers bar)

Me: Um, Erik, you almost forgot something.

Erik: What?

Me: You have to give everyone who gave you a candy bar a kiss.

Erik: Ooh, yay! (gives GerrysISUChick04, Jinxed4Ever, eriksangelofvoice, xAngelxOfxMusicx, EmmaMaJig, Starlightlita, and phantomsangel102 kisses)

Christine: Erik, you should of wiped your face off! Now you have chocolate all over the computer screen where you kissed their screen names!

Erik: (stuffs Hershey bar into his mouth)

Christine: You're not going to be able to fit in your Opera cloak anymore. Now whenever you run around the Opera House you're going to get cramps.

Erik: You can carry me around!

Christine: Pfft, yeah right.

Erik: Thanks to everyone who gave me candy!

Christine: Why did they have to give you boxes? They should of just gave you one candy bar.

Erik: I got a lot of really good candy bars too. At least people send me things! I don't remember anybody sending chocolate for you!

Christine: Grrr...

Me: Okay, well, I need to wipe off my now chocolate covered computer screen. Thanks to all of my lovely reviewers, I wouldn't be anywhere without you! I hoped you enjoyed this chapter, it was very fun to write. Now, onto the next chapter!

Erik: I want more chocolate!

Christine: Oh brother...