I lifted my hand. I stared into his dark eyes, and he developed a smirk upon his lips. I stood up slowly and took a step towards him, "I want to go with you. But... but I can't decieve Mother. She's kept good care of me."

He turned around and the next thing I noticed, he was gone. I wonder where he went. Shaking my head I went to go find Mother. Making it into her new room, I noticed that she wasn't in there. "I wonder where Mother is." Taking a step forward I noticed a large stack of papers on her desk. I picked up the papers and looked through them. "It's an opera for an alto. How strange. The name... the name of the opera is 'Meggerite' This couldn't possibly be the opera that he told me about, could it?" I knew that snooping through Mother's things was wrong, but I couldn't help it. She always had fascinating things.

Suddenly the door opened and I threw the opera on the desk and turned around. "Oh, it's just you Christine." "Meg, I'm going out with Raoul tonight. If your Mother asks, please inform her." "Ok."

Christine is so sweet. But even if she's with Raoul now, I still can't rid of the jealousy from beforehand. I'm becoming a horrible friend.

The sound of a scream came from another room, and I quickly rushed to the other room to see what it was. Blood was smeared onto the dormitories walls. Even though such a disgusting matter happened, I couldn't help but feel a little happy. I know that murder is wrong. I know that blood is disgusting, so why am I happy? I'm happy because he hasn't been locked away. He does have his freedom through this Opera House. Just like the last Opera House. The blood in the dormitory. It must've been a sign of something. Suddenly a few ballerinas looked at me. It was then when it occured to me that they were waiting for my usual gossip. Normally when something like this happened, I would be the first one to spread the rumors around the opera house.

"It's the Opera Ghost. He's returned to get revenge on us for destroying his opera that one time." the words poured out of my mouth. All the ballerinas stared at me in horror. "Eek! He's going to kill every last one of us!" "I'm too young to die!" Immediately the gossip was everywhere. And eventually, the rumor grew to be that the blood was of Christine's, since she's missing.

"What is the meaning of this!" a bitter tongue snapped. As I turned around Mother was there, "Look Mother! The Opera Ghost has struck us!" I yelled out. Mother gave a slight glare then she walked out of the room. "Did you see that? Madam Giry didn't even flinch!" "It's like she's in with the Opera Ghost!"

Hearing the ballerinas go on and on and associating the Opera Ghost with Mother, I couldn't take much more. "No... you all are wrong." All the attention was directed at me now.

"In the past, he wouldn't make such a strong stain of blood in one area, and if you look carefully, you can see the letters 'MG' in the blood. That must mean that he is waging war against Mother."

"Ahhh! The Opera Ghost is after Madam Giry!" "What'll we do now!"

At this point in time, Christine returned and she heard all sorts of gossip. Seeing the wall in front of her she came close to me. "Meg. If he really is after your Mother, than that means that he'll surely go after you. Since your Mother holds you the most dear to the world."

I felt uneasy. What if this really is waging war on Mother? He knows all of Mother's weaknesses. And Christine is right... I would be his target.

"Christine, I think that you're thinking too much into this. The Opera Ghost isn't interested in me."

Christine gave me a scared look, "Meg, I do hope that you're right... but be careful. I dealt with him that one year, remember that."

I nodded my head.

I then started to go towards Mother's room. While walking towards her room, I heard a faint whisper. Turning around, the whisper got louder. My curiousity struck me, and I found myself heading towards the voice without thinking.

The next thing I noticed was that it was pitch black and I couldn't hear a thing.