It had been an hour and Christine still felt bad. But she had done the right thing…she hoped. She wanted o find her angel right away! She would wait until she knew everyone was asleep then she would go onto the roof and call her angel again.

About two hours went by. Christine had fallen asleep in the chair next to the mirror. Suddenly she woke up to the sound of singing. At first it sounded too far away but then it became as clear as day itself.

"Flattering child you shall know me! See why in shadow I hide!"

"Angel!" Christine shouted. Then she began to sing back. "Angel I hear you speak I listen! Enter at last master!"

The voice repeated again and then sang

"Look at your face in the mirror I am there inside!"

Christine looked slowly into the mirror. She saw appearing in the mirror a figure of a man! Slowly the room filled with a strange mist. The figure became clearer. It was a man with a formal tux with a long black cloak. And on his face…a mask. A mask covering half of his face. He held out his hand singing softly

"I am your angel come to me angel of music."

Christine took his hand firmly. He seemed to smile when she took his hand. She smiled in return. She started walking towards the mirror. Surly she thought she was dreaming. But then she went through the mirror! She stepped through unafraid. She remained smiling as she stepped into darkness.

She was in complete darkness. Where were they? She could still feel the angel's hand. As cold as death it was. But it felt comforting to finally be in the presence of her angel of music. He led her down a large number of stairs. Neither of them spoke. But she could sometimes see him looking at her through the darkness. After what seemed like an eternity they arrived at the edge of an underground lake. There was a small boat waiting for them. He helped her into the boat. He handled her like she herself was an angel. He rowed in silence looking at her most of the time. When they reached the other side of the river he got out first to help Christine. They went up another flight of stairs and ended up in the angel's 'house". He led her into a room where a bed was waiting for her. He looked at her affectionately and said softly.

"Now Christine you will sleep. Tomorrow we will talk."

"But angel…" Christine said "I don' think I could sleep right now! I've wanted to meet you since you came to me. And there's just so much I wish to ask and tell you!"

"No Christine now you will sleep. If you cannot fall asleep by yourself I will sing you to sleep."

He left the room while Christine got into the nightgown he had for her. He came back in when she was in the bed. He sat down in a chair next to the bed held her hand and started to sing the most beautiful song Christine had ever heard. By the end of the song Christine was in a deep peaceful sleep. He looked at her closed eyes like he did when she was younger. He softly sang before wishing her goodnight.

"You alone can make my song take flight. Help me make the music of the night."