Disclaimer: I do not own Erik or the Phantom or anything to do with the whole thing (or Zorro, for that matter). I own the girls and the plot. Erik and Alejandro are my muses by their own (slightly blackmailed) decisions.

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Josie (Part II)

Chapter 7 – Bag of All Things Phantom

That first day we found the mirror was a Wednesday night. We all agreed to spend the night at Kendall's on Friday so we could (duh) investigate further. On Friday night, I arrived around seven o'clock, ready for a night of unexpected surprises. I was still a little apprehensive about going in and finding Erik, but I knew deep down that it would all be cool. Kendall's mom let me in and I raced to the bedroom to ditch my sleepover stuff. I grabbed a flashlight from my bag and flew down to the basement to find Kayla, Sam and Kendall chatting about how we wanted to go about this.

"… dunno if he'll be there or not," Kayla was saying.

"He should be," I cut in, tossing the flashlight to her. "It's night, remember?"

I noticed the bulging bag on her lap.

"And what is all that?" I indicated it.

Her face lit up. I could tell she'd been dying for me to ask.

"This is my self-proclaimed Bag of All Things Phantom," she said, diving into it.

"Oh boy," I muttered, sitting down next to Kendall. "Fine, whatcha got?"

"Okay, here goes: Phantom of the Opera, Leroux version, Phantom, Kay version, my CD player, my CDs (including London and film soundtracks), my 2-disc Phantom DVD, my sketchpad, my spiral and quill pen, my cell phone, my laptop, jeans, hoodie, a T-shirt, and a nightie. You don't know how long we'll be there," she said defensively, seeing the look on my face.

"You realize a cell probably won't work there," I pointed out, trying to stay away from the clothing issue.

"Well, you're probably right," she conceded. "But I like having it with me anyway."

Sam rolled her eyes.

"Why'd you bring a flashlight?" Kayla asked me. "Think we'll be able to see him with it?"

"You never know," I said, grinning. "There wasn't electricity in his time; it might freak him out."

Comprehension dawned and a grin spread across her face too. "Touché."

I sighed. "Well, why are you bringing all your CDs and your laptop and your DVD, then?"

"They run on batteries," she said shortly. "And I want to see if he looks like Gerard Butler."

She grinned. My Lord, she is sooo obsessed with that guy.

"What do you think he's going to look like?" Sam asked. "He can't be that different."

"Well," Kayla started, "he can either have the burned-flesh look, like Gerry, or the completely-deformed look, as seen on Michael Crawford, or he could be totally different, meaning nobody did research very well."

We stared at her.

"What?" she asked innocently. "I do extensive research on these topics. Sue me."

We were all silent for a moment.

"If there's no electricity in his time," Kendall said suddenly, "do you think he'll flip out when he sees the DVD? I mean, it's a moving, sound-making picture, really."

I cracked up. "Kendie, only you would think of that."

Kayla glanced at her watch. "Guys, you wanna go now? We don't want to spend the entire night there… Do we?"

We looked at each other.

"Well, it is a sleepover," said Sam. "Kendall, would your mom and dad notice? I mean, do they check on you guys before they go to bed?"

"No. They go to bed around ten, and if we leave the music on in my room they shouldn't notice."

"Good thing, too," said Kayla. "It's 9:30 now. Let's go!"

Yeah, here we go… again. Dun-dun-dunnn So, what are we gonna find this time? Any ideas? Review and let me know!