Chapter 5

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When you got up the stairs, Mademe Giry gave both you and Christine a hard glare. Then you showed her your hands to the woman glaring at you two.

"What happened?" Mademe Giry gave you a hard look.

"Well, I was looking for Christine and I fell down the stairs." You confesed. Giry's stare loosened and she walked over to a pink box with the red emergency cross. She opened it oh so carefully if it was going to brake. She picked up a large bandge and some rubbing alcohol. She came close to you and bent down to your hand level. She carefully applyed the alcohol, you winced at the slightist tough.

"Settle down." Mademe Giry cooed. You settled a bit when the bandges were applyed to your burning hands. You walked up and gave Mademe Giry a gentle hug.

"Thank you." You wispered. You let go of her and saw a little smile on her face.

"Get some rest, you have a busy day tomorrow it's early rehersules." Mademe Giry left you alone.

"See you in the morning." Christine gave you a small hug and skipped to the room. When all of them were gone, you looked back at the mirror. You were anxious to go back in.

"You coming?" Meg popped her head in.

"Yes." You followed the blonde. You were already in your pajamas so you climbed into bed and pulled your covers to your nose. When the lights were tirned out you woke up. You tossed and turned for 30 minuses after that. You got up after 30 mintuses and went to the mirror. You saw a dark figure approch the mirror that stood before you.

"What are you doing at this time of night?" A voice boomed out of the mirror.

"I cant sleep." You spoke softly.

"You should return to your slumber dear child for you could get caught." The voice echoed throught the room.

"But I can't." You said with no emotion.

"Please help me monsiuer opera ghost." You pleaded.

"What possible thing do you need from me?" Erik rolled his eyes.

"Is there anyway you could help me sleep?" You ask.

"I can not, but I do know a remedy." Erik climbed out of the mirror.

"Take my hand, the opera house is dangerous at night." You smiled and took his hand. You walked down the long halls and the dark corridors within the opera house. You reached the kitchen and turned to Erik, he was mostly hiden in the shadows.

"What do I grab?"

"Be quick, but you have to get milk and heat it on the stove."

"Ok bossy pants." You stuck out your toung.

"Childish games will not be tolerated." Erik spoke from the shadows.

"Come on loosen up grumpy pants." You laughed.

"Hurry up, we could get caught." Erik looked around. You walked over to the refrigerator and got out a carten of milk and a pan. You put the two items together and made warm milk. Erik waved to you to follow him and you did. You gollowed him back through the corridors and threw the halls and got to your room.

"Thank you." You softly said. You sat down on your bed and drank the milk. It tasted like a millon flowers dancing on your toung. Not long after you were fast asleep. Erik smiled and retrated back down to his lair.

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