The Phantom of the Opera

Chapter 5 - Back to the Drawing Board

The Opera House was bustling with people as Derik tried to make his way inside. People from everywhere were there in order to get tickets to the next performance in hopes to see the mysterious singer again. Derik, however; was facing a threat worse than death. First Zeb, the famous tenor singer, leaves and now from what his wife has told him, Ezra has now gone missing! Without a main singer or a cast there was no way they could continue on with the show tonight.

Derik gave a huff as he took off his coat. Nothing seemed to be going his way these past few days. There was no doubt that he wasn’t worried about Ezra’s disappearance, but with his wife bringing it up every few minutes at home he couldn’t help but feel a little bit annoyed. What was so special about the kid anyway? Sure he had a voice of an angel, but did he really matter that much to be keeping his wife up past midnight thinking about what could’ve happened to him?

The man shook his head as he continued to make his way upstairs. Thinking about the problem was doing nothing for his nerves. The best thing to do was to try and wait, and see if the teen came back or not. The sound of scurrying feet fled through Derik’s ears as he looked up to see his wife hurrying towards him.

“Oh, Derik, what on earth are we going to do? Without a cast we can’t entertain our guests for tonight!” Violet exclaimed as she hurried towards her husband.

“Now Violet, I’m sure we can think of something.” Derik said as he tried to confront his wife the best he could. “Have you heard any other news about Ezra?”

Violet frowned. “No. He’s still missing. I don’t get it Derik. Why would Ezra just leave without telling any of us? I mean his family and everyone is here so why would he leave?”

Derik had to think on that one. What his wife was saying did make sense. It wasn’t like for the boy to just walk out and leave unexpectedly. If he was going to go somewhere and to make sure he wasn’t followed, he would’ve done a better job at covering his tracks.

Unless…

“You don’t think he could’ve been –“Derik started but was quickly shot down when his wife gave him a stern look.

“Don’t even finish that sentence. I’m pretty sure he’s probably in the Opera House somewhere and we just haven’t found him yet.”

“Uh, sweetie, do you think we would’ve found him by now if he was in the Opera House? I mean we’ve practically searched the whole building up and down, and there is still no sign of the kid.” Derik said, trying to reason with his wife.

Violet gave a glare towards the man until finally she sighed. She knew what her husband was saying was right. If Ezra was still in the building they would’ve found him by now. It was just the fact that she didn’t want to believe that something did happen to him.

“I know, Derik. I just…I just didn’t want to believe it.” She said as she rubbed her hand over her forehead. All of this worrying and searching for the raven teen had made her get a headache. Who knew worrying this much over one person would have you feeling this bad.

With a sigh, Violet lowered her hand back down towards her side until something caught her eye. She didn’t know how she didn’t notice it before. Her emerald eyes flickered towards where her husband hand was as she saw a white envelope slightly clutched in his right hand.

“Derik, what’s that?” she asked, pointing towards the letter.

Derik looked to where his wife was pointing to see the forgotten letter in his hand. He was so caught up in trying to figure out what to do for tonight’s performance that he completely forgot about the letter. A frown soon formed on the man’s face as he started to fiddle his fingers around the loose opening of the paper. He had read over it and wanted to show his wife what the thing said, but every time he saw it he wanted to do nothing but rip the letter in pieces to help calm his nerves.