( This chapter has some content that may be a bit disturbing to some of you. So be mature while reading! )

I was coming to a dead end. When I reached the end of the hallway, I felt around at the stone wall. There were doors behind me, but I couldn't go in them now, for the men in black were right behind me. I was going to be caught, and then killed!

One man grabbed me by the hair. Another one grabbed me by my waist. The next one pulled apart my legs and picked them up, as the last one grabbed me from my chest. They carried me down the hallway to Logan's room, and I screamed and struggled.

"Ain't no use, pretty," The man who was grabbing my legs said. "Ya'll either please the master, or yeh die."

I moaned loudly and cried some more. What was I to do?

When we reached Logan's room, the four men threw me onto the floor before Logan's bed. They chuckled and walked out of the room, muttering to each other and stealing glances at me before slamming the door shut behind them.

I shivered violently. Logan was sitting on the bed, staring at me with a small devilish smile playing across his lips. It looked quite strange, for a wolf to be sitting on a bed as if it were human. I knew that he was in a man/wolf form, but still, it looked odd.

"Stand up." He commanded. I didn't move. I was too frightened.

His eyebrows narrowed. "You will obey me Christine, for I am your master now! Now stand up!"

I stood up slowly, shaking along the way. Once I had done so, Logan's eyelids dropped a bit, and he grinned. I saw his eyes dart across my body, taking in the sight. I felt naked, even though I wasn't.

"Take your dress off." He demanded casually.

I gasped. It felt as if my eyes were going to pop out of my head. With bravery, I shook my head no.

He sneered. "Once again, you are to obey me Christine. If you don't, I will kill you."

Slowly and shakily, I began to untie the bodice of my dress. I didn't look at Logan as I did so, I just didn't want to. Would I ever be able to see Erik again? Oh, I had to escape! I just had to!

Soon enough, I was undressed. My dress was around my ankles and I stood there, full of shame.

"Come to me," He told me imploringly. "Come to the bed."

I stepped forward very cautiously, feeling as if I was going to fall into a trap. When I was at the edge of the bed, I crawled onto it and sat there before Logan.

Logan grinned and extended his arm to touch my neck. "Beautiful," He barely whispered. I was shivering violently. I didn't want to be here, I wanted Erik!

All of a sudden, Logan pushed me down and soon he was on top of me, kissing my neck passionatley. I gasped and shaked beneath him, but he was too strong for me. God, it felt so uncomfortable to be under him! His hair all over his belly was itching me and I just wanted to get out of here!

I felt many tears crawl from my eyes and dance upon my cheeks. Maybe this was just a bad dream? Maybe if I pinched myself I would wake up?

But sadly, I knew it wasn't a dream. It couldn't have been. Besides, Logan was pinning my arms down and I felt so used.

Logan took a break from biting me and kissing me and looked into my tearful eyes.

"You don't know much about me, do you, Christine?" He growled.

I shook my head, not daring to look him in the face. "Get off me!" I cried.

"Oh, no no no, we haven't even begun!"

I screamed as Logan painfully pushed my legs apart. He was going to break through my innocence unless I could stop him!

But I didn't have to. All of a sudden, a purple smoke appeared just beyond the bed and there stood a man with a white half mask, glaring at Logan.

Erik!

"Oh Erik! Erik!" I cried. Instead of crying with fear now, I was crying with happiness. I was finally saved!

Logan turned around and growled at Erik. "What are you doing here?"

"Get off her," Erik hissed, drawing his sword. "Get off her or I'll stab you to death."

"You wouldn't." Logan responded, not the least bit of fear in his voice.

"Oh, but yes I would." He said viciously.

Logan grumbled and tumbled off me, and at last I could breath! He took a step towards Erik, who didn't move back, but extended his sword further in front of Logan.

Quickly, as they were both glaring at each other, I silently got off the bed and grabbed my dress that was still on the floor. Quickly I put it on, not bothering to tie and untie some little things, for it would take so long. At last when my dress was on, Logan said to Erik,

"She's a very beautiful little child, isn't she?" He chuckled, staring at me.

Erik didn't move, nor did he change his vicious expression.

"Very nice breasts," Logan chuckled again. I gasped in anger and I swear I saw Erik's face turn even more red.

"Yes, yes," Logan murmured. "I was going to plunge inside of her until you - "

"Bastard!" Erik roared. He plunged his sword forward towards Logan, but not quick enough. Logan hopped over the bed and was by me in an instant. He went behind me and put a hairy arm around my waist, and his other hand around my neck.

Logan looked around until he found something that caught his eye. A knife. At the bed side table. Quickly he grabbed it and set it against my throat.

"No!" Erik cried, his eyes buldging.

"Drop the sword!" Logan demanded. Immediatley Erik dropped it.

"Mmm, my pretty, he really does care for you, doesn't he?" Logan whispered in my ear. And then to my disgust, he licked it. I squealed and turned my head away. He only chuckled.

"Guards!" Logan bellowed. Soon enough, the guards that captured me and more were in the room, swords in hand. Logan made a motion with his head towards them and quickly they surrounded Erik, grabbing his arms and pulling them behind his back.

"Don't hurt him!" I cried.

"Oh don't worry my sweet, we won't," Logan said once again in my ear. "We just want to torture him, that's all."

"But that's still hurting him!" I cried.

Logan didn't say anything for a moment. And when he did, he said in my ear: "Shut your sweet little mouth."

"Guards!" Logan bellowed. The guards stared at their master, and Erik tried his best to get out of the grasp of the mighty guards, but it was useless, I could tell. Poor Erik. He was in more pain then I was at the moment.

"Take him to the dungeon, and take this slut along with you!" He pushed me forward and immediatley three guards emerged forward and caught me. I screamed as one felt my breast and squeezed it.

"Lock them up tightly!" Logan yelled as the guards started to carry Erik and I out the door. "I want someone guarding them at all times! If any of you let them escape it'll be your heads!"

The guards carried Erik and I down the long dark hallway and down a long flight of stairs. Soon we came to what looked like a main room and they stomped forward towards a large wooden door. The guard who was leading the rest opened the door and once again, we went down a flight of stairs, but these were shorter.

Then, some cells came into view. About twenty of them, and the room was very dark, except for a few torches lighting the way.

Suddenly, without warning, the guards unlocked a large cell and threw me inside of it. I cried out as I hit the stone floor. I couldn't move now, I felt glued to the ground because my back hit the ground so roughly.

I heard my cell door slam shut and I heard yet another body being thrown into the cell next to mine, and I knew it was Erik. Another door slammed shut, and keys jiggled. I heard the guards laughing and then they all went upstairs except one who was blocking the doorway.

It was silent now. I wanted to talk to Erik, but I felt that I couldn't breathe. I was still trying to sit up, for my back felt terrible now. So I waited a few minutes and finally sat up, then I turned to Erik, who was indees visible through the bars.

"Erik?" I asked, clinging to the bars.

He didn't reply. His back was to me, and his head was bent.

"Erik, I want to say thank you. For saving me and everything."

Still no reply. I bit my lip. Was he angry with me?

"I'm sorry," I said. "Please forgive me."

"And why should I?" He spat, still not facing me.

I gulped. This wasn't going to be easy to explain. I just hoped he would understand, even though I doubted it.

"Er, Erik, the reason I - "

"Why did you go into the room, Christine?" He asked coldly. "I told you it was forbidden." He said the word 'forbidden' even colder then how he was speaking, which was pretty cold.

"Erik, please, let me explain, alright? I, well, you know I really missed my family and everything, so I kind of decided to use the Ouija Board to contact Meg." I paused to still see if he was listening. I could tell he was, so I continued, "Remember that day when we were having that snowball fight? Well, I sort of saw Meg, her spirit or something. And it reminded me of my family, and that's when I went and used the board. I contacted her."

I waiting anxiously for a response. Would he understand, or would he just ignore me?

So I continued, "I talked to her the next day, which was today. I uh, managed to stick my head through the board, but I couldn't get through."

"So you tried to leave me." He said fiercely.

"Erik, it's not like that." I said softly. "I missed my family and - "

I couldn't finish the sentence. I burst into tears and covered my face with my hands. Erik was angry with me, I was locked in a cell and would probably die soon, and I could never return home. How else was I suppose to feel?

Suddenly, two hands were on my shoulders. Erik's gentle voice said,

"Christine, hush my angel, do not cry."

But I couldn't stop. The tears kept flowing with every word that was spoken.

"My angel, please," Erik pleaded softly. "I'm sorry for making you cry, I truly am. Please stop."

I tried my best to, and eventually I did, with only a bit of tears and little sniffling here and there. When I had calmed down, Erik said to me,

"Christine, I am terribly sorry for being so cold to you. It's just that I was angry with you getting into the forbidden room. I never wanted you to leave, and I was angry that you tried to. But I forgive you now my angel, now hush."

Erik extended his arms further inbetween the bars and pulled me as close to him as I could get. I wanted to lean into his chest and fall asleep in his arms, put with the bars seperating us it was impossible. I asked him,

"Erik, how are we going to get out of here?"

Erik thought about this for a moment. He then shook his head and said, "I do not know."

I bit my lip. I had a plan, but it would be risky.

"Erik?" I whispered.

"Yes?"

"I have a plan."

x x x x

Erik and I waited patiently in our cells, just waiting for a guard or anybody to come down. We waited a full hour before a man came down to check on us. He was carrying two dirty bowls with a disgusting looking substance inside of it.

The man did his best to slide the bowl through the bars in both of our cell's. Mine ended up falling upside down and the substance started to leak out of the bowl and onto the floor. The guard only chuckled.

"Well, look's like you'll have to lick it up from the ground little missy, that was your only meal for tonight." And then he gave a big, nasty chuckle.

Calmly, I looked at Erik, who gave me a nod. I faced the guard and stood up, clutching the bars in front of me as I did so. I was now standing in front of the guard, and he was staring at me with one eyebrow raised.

"Monsieur," I said sweetly. "If you may tell me, what is Master Logan doing at the moment?"

"And why would you wish to know?" He demanded curiously.

"Because if he wishes," I let out a deep breath. "I will give him the pleasure he wants."

The guard smiled, showing his yellow teeth. I was disgusted.

"The Master was hoping you'd say that," He said. "I can take you up to him, but you'll have to wait because he's bangin' another woman at the moment."

I gave him a disgusted look. I really didn't need to know about that.

Suddenly, the guard fiddled through his pocket and grabbed some keys. He inspected them all carefully before twisting one into the lock.

Soon enough, my door was open and the guard grabbed me by my arm and pulled me out. He dragged me towards the door and I looked over my shoulder and took one last look at Erik. He gave me a reassuring smile, and I smiled back.

We walked through the main entrance and down a few hallways and up a few flight of stairs. Once we reached Logan's door, I heard pleasuring moan's from another woman and loud growl's coming from Logan.

The guard knocked on the door. "Master?" He called.

Silence for a moment, until Logan yelled, "I told you to not disturb me!"

"Yes, but master," the guard called. "Miss Daae is here. She is willing to give you all the pleasure you want."

"Really then?" Logan called back. "Well in that case, bring her in."

The guard grabbed yet another pair of keys and twisted them in the lock. He swung the door open and pulled me inside. What I had seen was terribly disgusting.

Logan was on the bed, with another young woman underneath him. She glared at me and wrapped her arm's around Logan's hairy neck. She whispered something to him and started to kiss his lips. But Logan didn't seem to accept this. Instead of returning the kiss like I thought he would do, he pushed her off the bed and sent her naked body crashing to the floor.

Immediatley the guard who had pulled me here went forward and took the girl in his arms. She started to curse at Logan, the guard, and myself.

"You bitch!" She called to me. "You slut! Whore!"

She continued to curse me until the guard finally went out of the room and shut the door behind him.

Logan was leaning against the pillows, smiling at me. I smiled back. I had to play this game cool, so I could get what I wanted.

"So, my angel," He said. "You've decided to come back to me, eh?"

"Yes, sir."

"Well then, come over here."

I walked over to him, swaying my hips back and forth as I did so. He noticed this, and growled under his breath.

I got up on the bed and crawled over to him. Soon, my face was in front of his and I kissed his lips softly.

No, I wasn't doing this because I wanted to. This was the plan. I was to give Logan what he wanted, and hopefully we would fall asleep together. Then, while he was asleep, I was to find the Ouija Board, grab it, and run down to Erik. Then we would both escape together.

Of course, Erik had many objections to this, but I told him it was the only way we would escape. I told him that I loved him before we put our plan into action, and he told me that he loved me and to be careful.

Logan immediatley grabbed me and threw me underneath him. He kissed my throat passionatley, and I let out low moans, which really only made him more excited. Hopefully, he wouldn't go too far and he would be too tired out to continue.

Logan started to rip open my dress, but quickly I stopped him and started to un-button it instead. I didn't need another dress ruined. When my dress was off, I threw it to the ground and Logan started to kiss my breasts.

It went like this for over an hour. Logan was kissing me, and I was terribly disgusted and frightened, but I couldn't show it. I knew he was about to go further, and I knew I had to do something to stop him. It was time for Plan B.

I faked a yawn. Logan stared at me and asked,

"What's wrong?"

I smiled sweetly, and drooped my eyelids a bit. "Oh Logan," I said. "I'm so tired. Can't we go to sleep?"

"Sleep?" He repeated, stunned. "Why should we sleep? I'm having too much fun."

"Oh but Logan!" I protested. "I'm too tired to go on. We can finish this tomorrow."

"I want to finish it now!" He spat impatiently.

I wrapped my arms around his hairy neck, which was really quite soft, but that wasn't the point. I kissed his nose and said,

"I'll be sleeping in your arms. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

He grinned and kissed my lips roughly. I pulled away and leaned my head back on the pillow. "Let's call it a night, shall we?"

He muttered something under his breath and groaned. "Fine."

He leaned over and blew out some candles that were on the bedside tables. He then did something that I couldn't see and all the torches in the room went off. Now it was pitch black. It was when I felt Logan's hot breath on my skin, did I know he was there. He wrapped his hairy arms around me and dug his face into my neck.

I was ready to pretend and sleep when suddenly I remembered it would be very difficult to get out from under him if he was on top of me. So I said,

"Logan, I can't quite breahte. Do you think I could, um, sleep next to you instead?"

"Of course," Logan said, yawning. Good, it was working. He was sleepy.

Logan rolled off me and I rolled over so I wasn't facing him. When I thought I was in a perfect position, Logan wrapped his arms around me tightly. I sighed silently. It was going to be difficult getting out of here.

I waited for exactly fourty-five minutes until Logan finally fell asleep. His arms were becoming lose around me, so I easily pulled them off and slipped off the bed. I quickly felt around for my dress on the floor, and when I had found it, I put it on with ease. The moonlight was shining through the windows now, so I could see better.

I was about to run to the door when I remembered the Ouija Board. I needed that before I could meet up with Erik. I searched around the floor for a couple of minutes until I felt like giving up. But then I asked myself, where would the most common hiding spot be, but yet nobody dared to look there?

Quickly, I knelt down and felt around under the bed. I was almost afriad that something was going to grab me and pull me under, but that was childish. When I felt a wooden board, a smile split across my face. I knew I had found it.

Silently, I pulled it out from under the bed. I looked at it closely and when I saw many numbers and letters, I knew I had gotten it. So I stood up silently and tiptoed towards the door.

When I had made it out of the door carefully, I walked down the hallway. I heard snoring coming from other rooms, so I knew those had to have been the guards. Trying to remember where the dungeon was, I did my best to find it.

I reached the main hall and once I had done that, I looked around for a large wooden door. I had spotted it, but I also spotted bad news. A guard was standing next to the door.

Did he see me? Would he go and tell Logan? Thousands of questions swam through my mind until I finally realized he was sleeping. I sighed and opened the large wooden door, and then walked down the small flight of steps.

The dungeon wasn't darker then it was before. Since it was always dark down there, it looked completely the same, even if it was night. I walked past the cells until I found Erik in one of them, lying down on the ground, snoring silently.

"Erik?" I whispered.

Nothing came. He didn't even flinch.

I whispered louder, "Erik?"

He moved. His snores stopped, and slowly he opened his eyes. He stared at me for a moment until he finally blinked a few times and broke out into a smile.

"Christine, you're here! You're safe! Oh God, I thought you weren't coming back!" He whispered, and stood up.

"Don't worry Erik, I'm here, and we're going to get out of here together."

I was ready to open up his cell door until I remembered that I didn't have a key.

"Drat!" I stomped my foot.

"What is it?" Erik asked.

"I don't have a key!"

"Don't worry angel, there is one hanging right behind you."

I turned around and saw a single key hanging from some hoops. I grabbed it quickly and twisted it through Erik's lock until it finally came open.

I set the Ouija Board down on the ground quickly and both Erik and I kneeled in front of it. Erik rubbed his hands together and was about to say something until we both heard,

"Look in the dungeons! She's escaped!"

We were doomed.

x x x

Me: Bwahahaha!

Erik: Hey!

Christine: Hey!

Me: Hey!

Erik & Christine: What?

Me: Um...well, Erik...you see I uh...kind of promised the reviewers...haha...that if they reviewed they got to...ha...watchascarymoviewithyouinadarkroom.

Erik: What?

Me: Ok! Now, off you go! Into the movie theater! (a door suddenly appears and Erik walks in, suddenly surrounded by a bunch of phangirls)

Erik: Wait! What? Noooo!

(door slams shut, phangirls giggling in the background, Erik is screaming)

Me: So, Christine, want some coffee?

Christine: Sure!

Erik: HELP ME! Don't leave me here! Nooo! Wait, is that an anti-Raoul shirt? Wait...what are you doing?...NOO! Not the cape!

Me: Okay, so we'll let Erik stay in there for a little while...and I'm sorry it's been so long to upload this chapter! School is holding me back. And I have guitar lessons, practice for the musical, forensics (acting competition) and practice for the talent show. So it might take some time to upload the next chapter but just remember that I will never quit the story! Now, review!