Upon returning to New Hampshire, Enjolras was the last of his friends to arrive in his basement. However, unlike their usual get-togethers, Courfeyrac and Combeferre were not playing a fun game of ping-pong, no one was making fun of Prouvaire and Grantaire wasn't even drinking. They just solemnly sat around, talking only in hushed voices.

"I... I got your call," Enjolras said quietly towards Raoul.

Raoul just nodded. The silence was starting to drive Enjolras insane, he looked to Marius for help.

"What happened?"

"The... the ghost is real," Marius said simply, "And he's not a ghost, either. Raoul followed Christine to this graveyard, well, the graveyard where her dad's buried and some guy was there. It was the guy that taught her how to sing and he tried to kidnap her and Raoul saved her, and... it's all just really confusing." Marius's tone changed, his entire face shifted, in fact, to that of annoyance and frustration.

"But someone..." he continued, looking pointedly at Raoul, "Has made up his mind entirely about who this ghost is."

"Marius-" Raoul interjected, clearly angry.

"Who do you think it is?" Enjolras asked.

"Cosette's father."

"Cosette's father?" Enjolras repeated, extremely confused. That was quite possibly the most random suspect Raoul could have come up with.

"I know, what the fuck?"

"Shut up, Marius!" Raoul yelled, "No one else has any better ideas!"

"Where does Cosette's father even come from?" Enjolras asked them again, still very confused. Just a few hours ago, he was celebrating Meg's victory at Tisch and now one of her best friend's father was a creepy murderer? Nothing made sense.

"Stop! Don't even say that!" Marius said, nearly covering his ears in, "That's so creepy and wrong, that's my girlfriend's father!"

"Okay, well, I know this is weird for you," Enjolras told Marius, "But I at least want to hear what Raoul has to say."

"Christine is just going through some hard stuff, harder than I'll ever have to deal with. I would do anything to help her and if this is Jean Valjean's fault... I could kill him," he said, completely serious in his bold statement.

"But why do you think it's this random guy, Jean Valjean?"

"Well, think about it. The Valjean's moved here right when all of this... this stuff started happening. And he's also a potential killer..."

"What?" Enjolras was still hopelessly confused. Was Raoul following Christine down a path of insanity?

"Okay, okay. Well, I don't know that for sure. But, once I was looking at my father's papers, you know, for police things, and there was an unsolved murder..."

"So what?"

"And one of the possible suspects was a man named Jean Valjean."

"Maybe it was a different Jean Valjean," Marius defended weakly. Raoul glared at him.

"Okay, okay. I honestly don't think that that's enough information to convict someone," Enjolras said, hoping that he wouldn't start too much of an argument between his friends.

"But you have to admit, it could make sense," Raoul responded and Enjolras nodded, yes, he could admit that it wasn't completely random.

"But how can we find out?"

"I think if Marius could just get a little closer to him, because of Cosette..."

"I already am close with him! He's a great man. He's kind, and intelligent... Raoul, he isn't a murderer."

"You have to be sure!" he told Marius, "Christine's life is on the line, maybe other people too. Maybe us."

"I... I don't know," Marius said. Noticing the tension in the room, it was Courfeyrac who decided to speak up.

"Maybe we should go back to the church," he suggested.

"Go back? Isn't that kind of dangerous?" Enjolras asked him, but Raoul actually seemed interested in trying it.

"If we all go, we'll be in a big pack. Let's at least try to go down there, what's the worst that could happen?" Raoul suggested.

Courfeyrac's idea seemed to be a good one and the rather large group of boys journeyed to the church. Begrudgingly, Marius and Enjolras followed them. They walked to the church, which actually took a long time.

"This is dumb," Grantaire commented bluntly. He, Enjolras and Marius trailed behind the group on the sidewalks of town. Enjolras just looked at him for a moment.

"Yeah."

"Raoul's being so stupid, I hate him, I hate him!" Marius muttered quietly, "Because you know what? Jean Valjean is a great man. I can't wait to prove them wrong!"

Why was everything so confusing? Between Marius's annoyed rants and Grantaire's always cynical personality, Enjolras wanted to scream.

"I don't even get what's going on," Grantaire said simply.

"Raoul is being an idiot and we're all forced to go on his crusade because he would easily sacrifice us all if he could have Christine back to the way she was," he spat in reply.

Enjolras was honestly starting to hate everyone. And it was all this "ghost's" fault, who may or may not be Marius's girlfriend's father. While listening to Marius's immature protests against Rauol and Grantaire's overall gloomy outlook towards life, Enjolras walked in complete silence until they had reached the church.

Raoul and the other boys stood in somewhat shock and awe. The church was completely deserted, save for police tape reading: DO NOT CROSS.

"So now what?" Grantaire asked them.

"Uh... well... let's go in, right?" Raoul answered him simply.

"You first," Marius muttered.

Trying to look as inconspicuous as possible, the group of ten or so boys all stepped over the police tape and journeyed into the church. For Enjolras and Roaul especially, entering the church was an extremely eerie feeling. Neither had been back since the murder. In fact, not many people had.

Raoul in particular was familiar with the church. It was Chrisitne's church, after all. He had come to see her sing more than a few times throughout their childhood. The church was definitely like a second home to Christine, despite the fact it's inhabitant had basically ruined her life.

"What has Christine told you?" Enjolras asked Raoul, beginning to warm up to the idea of scoping out the church. They had to help somehow.

"About the ghost? Nothing."

"Okay, so he likes music, because he gave Christine lessons. He likes music, so I could see his hideout being somewhere near the music room, or well, I don't know. Let's go to the place where they have services..." Enjolras suggested.

"The sanctuary?"

"Yeah, that."

It was true that the bright white sanctuary of the congregational church was beautiful, lined with red cushioned pews. There was even a balcony and an enormous organ. The church was almost European-like, in it's old-fashioned beauty.

Raoul pointed to the organ up in the balcony. "That's where the choir sings. We should go up there."

Marius, in his anger, noticed that some of the boys were actually kind of scared with their surroundings. He could probably be grouped in with them. After all, no one knew anything about this man. Marius had never done anything so rebellious before.

"This organ is huge. I've heard that you can go inside it," Combeferre offered. He inspected the back of the balcony, created without pews so that there was a small area for the choir to sing around the organ's keyboard.. The organ held giant, pretty pipes. It was probably nice to hear it on a Sunday morning.

"Hey! I found the door!" Feuilly announced and everyone rushed over to it. Feuilly carefully pulled away a small square door.

"I think you have to crawl into it, though. Who's first?"

With a rush of adrenaline and a desire to help Christine, Raoul (of course) was the first to volunteer.

They all watched in anticipation as he crawled through the small door. Once he disappeared, Courfeyrac immediately called to him.

"All right, Raoul?"

"Yeah, I'm okay."

And it was true. Despite being terrified, Raoul was okay. By crawling through the little door, he had arrived in a spacious, square-sized little room filled with silver pipes of all sizes. It was like a tiny, walk in closet just of organ pipes. However, that still wasn't all of the organ's interior.

To his surprise, three or four stairs led up to an entirely new section of the organ. Like the other part of it's interior, long, silver pipes scaled the walls of an at least ten feet long path. The organ really was huge. If it wasn't such a dire situation, Raoul would have thought it was very pretty.

"Should someone else come in?" Enjolras called to him.

Before he could answer, the enormous pipes of the organ shook, rocking Raoul back and forth until he fell on the platform. Someone was playing the organ. The sound was deafening, being on the inside of a working organ was like torture.

Raoul attempted to block out the sounds by pressing on his ears, but nothing could keep out the terrible sounds. His ears felt like they were being stabbed, he was surprised he hadn't passed out. Raoul wished he could just pass out, it would be a million times better than listening to the pipes bellow directly in his ears. He had to figure out how to get out.

"Stop playing!" he shrieked. "Cut it out!"

"We're not doing anything!" Marius responded, "The organ is playing itself!"

"What?! Just stop it! Please!" Raoul shouted back. He was in so much pain he could hardly move. With the sound still blasting in his ears, Raoul blindly walked around on his hands and knees until he finally plunged into a dark hole, hearing a mixture of the organ blaring and his friends screaming.

Ah twenty chapters, thank you so much everyone! Sorry for another cliffhanger guys :/ You can expect another chapter soon. Believe it or not, we are nearing the end. Hope you enjoyed, please review :)