Back at the Giry household, Madame Giry was sweeping up the mess Erik had just made. "Erik, don't try this again!"

"But i know i can do it. I know i can!" Erik said, slightly upset.

"No Erik, you CANNOT FLY!" Madame Giry was getting really frustrated with Erik.

"FINE!...meany head." Erik said whispering under his breath.

That night, Madame Giry set up a room, which only had a bed and bathroom in it, so Erik could not heart himself. And she made sure of that. She even locked the door when she said, "Ok Erik. Now just go to sleep. No funny business."

"Not at all?" Erik said.

"NO! Not at all." With that, Madame Giry left the room, and locked the door behind her.

William Patrick III was the great-grandson of a wealthy estate-owner. An estate that he had inherited with the recent passing of his father. It would have all been perfect except the fact that his father had carelessly spent most of their fortune before he had died. And if Mr. Patrick could not come up with the money he needed he would lose his estate. And he was not planning on letting that happen.

William had seen the Opera that evening. He was amazed at Christine's talent and vocal abilities, knowing that she must be the crown jewel of the Opera Populaire, he had snuck backstage after the show, following Christine until he found the location of her dressing room. While she was changing he wrote the note, and as she left the room, he blended into the crowd of ballerinas, stage hands, and singers. After her leave he opened the unlocked door, and posted the note upon it; Then following Christine out, but he stayed inside the entrance of the Populaire, watching her from a window to assure that she was alone outside. And when he was positive of that, he made his move. You see, William was a stealthy man.

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Raoul wasn't sure what to do at first, but in the end decided at going back to the Giry home, informing Madame Giry of the kidnapping. He thought that she would know what to do, or where to look, or even who this "William Patrick" fellow was. He urged his horses to go the fastest they possibly could, making good time to their home.

He knocked impatiently upon the door, and when Meg once again asked who it was, he was testy with her "Raoul! It's Raoul! Just open the door!" And when she obeyed, he waked in, and announced to the whole room that Christine had been kidnapped. Showing them the note he held in his pocket.

"Oh, oh, this is terrible; Oh so very terrible." Meg said feebly, obviously not knowing of anything else to say.

"You'll have to wait until morning, Raoul." Said Madam Giry, tiredly, "We must wait until then to collect the ransom from the Opera House. I am sure they will be willing to pay, seeing as she is their star. He is asking no more than what Erik is paid. Well…what Erik was paid. Where is he anyway?"

"I am NOT waiting until the morning, that terrible man has Christine and I am NOT going to pretend like nothing happened!" he stormed out of the house in rage.

"How could she say that 'wait until morning' As if I would." He was talking to himself as he entered the carriage.

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Madam Giry was outraged at Raoul's reaction to this. It wasn't like the man was going to harm Christine, not if he was collecting ransom. What did Raoul think he was going to do…just waltz in without the money and take her?

"Meg, go see what Erik's up to. Make sure he's not pulling any more attempts to fly off of any of my furniture." Said an irritated Madam Giry.

"Yes, mother." Meg replied.

She went the stairs to the guest room. Opening the door, Erik was nowhere to be found. She looked everywhere, but he was obviously not there. Nor anywhere else inside the house. She then spotted a bit of parchment lying on the bed.

"Mother!" she yelled, "You're going to want to see this!"

"Oh what is it now?" she said annoyed.

Meg presented her with the parchment.

Deer Mag and Madaam Giree,
I goe wiff Rool two fined Chrestine. Pleeze wach my munky.
Sinserilie,
Erik

"Well," she said, "at least he spelled his name right."