A/N: -sighs- Okay... we're gonna try and start slowing down after this chapter, I promise... as of now, we're three months away from the end of this phan fic. But don't despair! I'll try and make this story last up to 50 chapters. (I'll probably make it 50 without even trying.)

Disclaimer: I don't own the Phantom songs We Have All Been Blind, a small part of Notes/Twisted Every Way, or plain old Twisted Every Way, all of which I had to change a little to make sense. (And it's going to get really confusing, because five people are going to be singing.)

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Two months later, Cameron, Emilie, Berrain, Erisma, and Pablo sat in the managers' office, drinking tea and talking about Genius's Mistake and Christine.

"Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm getting quite tired of this phantom business!" sighed Berrain, taking a sip of tea out of his teacup. "She's been committing so many murders for the past eight months here in the Opera - nobody in the performance, thank God - that my head is spinning!"

Emilie nodded. "I agree. I'm really quite tired of her... is there any way that you think that we could get rid of her?"

Erisma shrugged. "I haven't the slightest clue... do any of you know of anything? What about Monsieur Luc?"

Everyone turned to Cameron, who shrugged and laughed, shaking his head. "Do you honestly think that you're going to get rid of her? There's no way you can... or, at least, I can't think of anything."

"Hmm," everyone seemed to murmur, then subsided into thoughtful silence for a time.

Emilie gazed at Cameron thoughtfully for a moment, then, suddenly, snapped her fingers. "I've got it!" She rose and started pacing about, singing.

We have all been blind,

And yet the answer is staring us in the face...

This could be the chance

To ensnare our clever friend!

The managers looked intrigued and scooted up more in their seats.

"We're listening," Berrain said. "Go on!"

Emilie nodded and continued.

We shall play her game,

Perform her work,

But, remember, we hold the ace -

For if Monsieur Luc sings,

She is certain to attend!

The managers nodded.

(Berrain) We'll be certain the doors are barred!

(Erisma) We'll be certain the police are there!

Emilie finished,

We'll be certain they're armed!

Then all three sang in chorus.

The curtain falls -

Her reign will end!

Pablo, suspecting something else, rose from his seat and pointed and accusing finger at Cameron, who looked rather shocked by Emilie's new plan. He cried out:

He's the one behind this!

That boy, Cameron!

Cameron looked appalled and rose to face Pablo, looking angered. He started circling around Pablo and burst out indignantly:

How dare you!

You wretched person,

How dare you!

I didn't do this -

I never want a part in this plot!

Pablo looked triumphant.

Look, he won't do it!

The managers looked desperate and tried appealing to Cameron.

(Berrain) But why not?

(Cameron) Because I can't!

(Erisma) We understand that,

But why not?

(Cameron) Because I won't!

Cameron sat down in his chair, crossing his arms in a gesture of defiance. Emilie knelt down in front of him, folding her hands together.

Please, Cameron, help us!

(Cameron)I won't do it, no matter what!

(Emilie) Cameron, Cameron,

Reconsider!

Cameron shook his head and replied,

I can't hurt her...

And nodded downwards, towards the floor, to signify who he meant.

Emilie sighed and took his hands.

You said yourself

She was nothing but a friend...

Yet while she lives,

She will haunt us till we're dead...

Cameron gazed down at her for a moment, contemplating, as fear began to shine in his clear blue eyes. Then he sang softly:

Twisted every way,

What answer can I give?

Am I to risk my life

To win the chance to live?

Can I betray the girl

Who still inspires my voice?

Do I become her prey?

Do I have any choice?

She kills without a thought;

She murders all that's good;

I know I can't refuse,

And, yet, I wish I could!

Oh, God, if I agree,

What horrors wait for me

In this, The Phantom's opera?

Emilie replied:

Cameron, Cameron,

Don't think that I don't care,

But every hope

And every prayer rests on you now...

Cameron looked terrified as he rose and slowly started backing out of the managers' office, tears in his eyes. Then he finally cried out, "I can't do it! I'm sorry!"

Then he ran out of the office, sobbing.

He kept running down, down, down to where he knew that he would be free of this horrid plan...

Christine's world.