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She awoke sitting bolt upright sweating.

It was the dream. The dream that had plagued her for the last four months. Each time all that she recalled was Erik's loving face and fiery light….Yet tonight she remembered something she had not before. It seemed to ring in her head now. The words "Christine I love you" sung by a heavenly voice. His last words(or so she thought). But with them she knew the feeling. Erik was in trouble.

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Raoul lay in his bed wondering what the Hell went wrong. He had, had her in the palm of his hand but somehow, somehow she had slipped away. Now she was gone as she had been for the last month and a half. It had seemed as if she had been slipping away for the last 3 months until she had given up completely. Now he hadn't even talked to her for 2 weeks. He got out of bed and walked onto the balcony and stared at the houses and buildings below in the dim light. He thought….It would be so easy to just end it all. He had so little to live for now that Christine was gone. He looked down again and was surprised to see a woman with long streaming blonde hair on a horse galloping down the cobble road.

"Christine?" He wondered to himself. "No you idiot, are you now going to start thinking that every girl on the street is her? Of course it isn't!"

He went back to the bed and lay down twisting a knife in his fingers.

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Of course as you most likely know it was Christine and little did Raoul know she was also going to the one place that infuriated him the most-the Paris Opera House.

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As she galloped along, she wondered what she would say to him-her Phantom angel….She hadn't been there since the night of the disaster, she was scared. Was he hurt? was he dead? What would they say?

The opera house loomed ahead of her. Once there she dismounted and shivered and walked up the steps to the Opera House which was still under renovations and repairs.

"Welcome Madame" the guard at the door said. He obiously was wondering why a woman was out at the opera house at this time of night, but he didn't ask any questions. All the better she thought. But just as she thought she was safe Mme. Giry came running down the hall towards her.

"Christine my dear!"

"Shh…my friend I would not like anyone to know I'm here" Christine replied softly.

"Barely no one is up at this hour. Except a few guards and so on."

"Why are you up then?" Christine asked suspiciously looking her over. She seemed stressed and disorganized, her hair was mussed and she was shivering.

"Mme. Giry-"

"Shhh dear I will answer your questions in my room yes?"

But before Christine could answer her questions Mme. Giry pulled her away to her rooms.

Once there she motioned for Christine to sit down doing the same herself.

Then abruptly Christine asked "Why are you up?"

"Well…it's-"

"Erik!"

"…. Yes…. how did you know?" Mme. Giry replied haltingly.

"Well….I-I've had this dream….and every time I wake with the feeling that Erik-Erik is in trouble….""Well that is what I assume because lately ha hasn't come to visit me when he normally comes once a day"

"How long since he has come?"

"…."

"How long?" Christine cried.

"Shhhh…five days…."

Christine went white.

"5?"

"Yes for the last three I have been looking through all the places he might have been including the ones he was making repairs on. You know to see f he got hurt in one of them…though I haven't been through all of them yet-even I don't know all of them."

"Well…we-we shall have to go look." Christine said in a strained voice.

"Yes, yes of course…" Mme. Got up and led the way through the mirror down and across the lake into Erik's home.

When they arrived , Christine looked around, most things were as they were when she had left last. She walked over to the organ and rifled through the papers not really hoping to find anything and yet one envelope caught her eye. It was addressed to her. She picked it up, opened it and read:

My Dear traitorous Angel,

I have written this in the case that something unfortunate will happen while I am repairing my home. If something has happened I charge you to tell Mme. Giry to look in the room of forests mirror. She will know where to find me. All I ask is that you not come. It might pain and anger me even more to see the woman that ripped my heart out and tore it apart.

No longer yours,

O.G.

Christine finished and did not move she sat staring at it, waiting, waiting, for a thought that seemed to come from afar. Then it came she was sad she had loved him. Mme. Giry seeing her walked over and saw tears welling in the corners of the girls eyes. Christine didn't move when Mme. Giry tugged the letter out of her hands an read it, she just sat tears sliding down her face.

Mme. Giry's hands shook as she read and as she did a look of horror came over her face. Finally Christine looked up and saw Mme. Giry's face.

"Mme. Giry! What is it?" She said worriedly.

"It-It's just….I now where Erik is was working….."

"What-Where?"

"His torture chamber."

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Sorry to leave you hanging!

Next Chapter Up Later . . .!