Before any of you read this there are somethings I need to say about this story.

Winnie and Catman are the same age as in Everything Can Change. Erik's age is unknown in this story so you can put his age as any age except 50 or over. Ayesha the Siamese cat he adopted in the book Phantom by Susan Kay is in here. I thought that was a nice addition in this story.

I wrote this chapter in less then an hour so there will be no flames period please. I don't care that there may be gramical errors and sometimes not enough details. This story came up on a whim last night. This story is only for fun. If you can't say something nice don't say nothing at all.

I'm not sure how long this story will be, probably not long at all. The plots are basically Winnie and Catman trying to escape the Phantom and finding the right trapdoor that leads back to Coolidge Castle.

Some day after I get done with all my other stories I will edit this but for now it's a rough draft.

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Trapdoors Unlimited:

One day Winnie was at Coolidge Castle. It was one of those times when her Dad was off on an Invention Convention trip.

She and Catman were sitting in the living room. There wasn't much to do at the time. Claire and Bart were out grocery shopping.

Winnie had begun to stare at a huge tapestry on the wall. Her eyes were always drawn to it. It was so beautiful with its many colors and Victorian scenes.

"What are you looking at?" Catman asked curiously wondering what his friend had been staring at.

"This tapestry is very interesting," Winnie mused, deciding to get from her place from the Queen Ann Sofa and going to inspect closely.

"It happens to be as old as this house," Catman filled in, taking advantage of the whole sofa.

"Wow," Winnie smiled, standing beside. After a minute she frowned, feeling a draft.

"You okay?" he questioned, scooting his glasses up his nose. He got up and went up beside her.

Winnie put her hand against the wall next to the tapestry, "I thought I felt a draft.

Catman sighed, "I would think so, Winnie. This is a secret passageway," he lifted the hanging cloth over to the side, revealing a large black hole.

It should have looked scary to Winnie but it excited her to want to explore the tunnel. She grabbed Catman's arm and would have pulled him with her into the tunnel if he hadn't pulled back from, hauling her with him. She hit his chest with an "Oof."

She looked up at him with a raised eyebrow, "What was that for?"

"No one has been in there since this house was built. I don't think it would be wise to explore in there," he had a funny look on his face as he said those words.

"Why?" Winnie asked, feeling disappointed. She noticed the past hour they were both asking questions and answering them.

"I just have a bad feeling about it," Catman sighed as Winnie turned around to look at him.

"Chicken," Winnie teased him, "What could it hurt to take just a measly three steps inside?" she then proceeded to pull on his arm and this time he went with her pulling.

"I guess you're right," Catman gave another sigh of submission and followed her into the tunnel.

As soon as they walked in Winnie felt clautsiphobic and wanted to go as soon she as she came in. Catman hadn't said anything yet.

It was so dark and damp! "Catman?" Winnie squealed when she couldn't find him in the dark. She didn't like the dark and never would.

"I'm right here," Catman said calmly and reassuringly. He took her hand then.

"I want to go back," she cracked, not knowing how to go about it. She was so glad Catman was with her.

"Be cool, Winnie. Exit is right behind us," Catman looped his arm around her waist to guide her back to the entrance.

Expecting to just push the tapestry away to get out. It was solid wood as Catman placed his hands against. He made his self stay cool so not make Winnie more distressed. He had never known about her fear of dark places.

When the mansion was built the contractor put in a trapdoor that had a pulley that moved a panel of wood. When the tapestry was pulled sideways the pulley would move the panel of wood up inside the tunnel. When the tapestry was let down the panel closed up, but not air tight. There were little air holes that explained why there was a draft in the room. But neither of them knew any of this.

"Catman? Why aren't we going through?" Winnie asked as he stalled by the trapdoor.

He decided he better tell her, "Well it won't move," Catman frowned.

"Oh!" Winnie groaned, "This is all my fault. I was the one wanting to explore this thing. You warned me," she kept herself from crying.

"It doesn't matter whose fault it is. All that matters is how we get out," Catman rebuked. He took her hand again, "Let's try to find an exit. There has to one ahead somewhere."

Winnie followed him willingly. She only wished to get out of tunnel.

After about three minutes of walking there was an end.

"Where there's an end there's a door," Catman joked, still trying to keep Winnie from being too scared.

"Oh thank God!" Winnie exclaimed, feeling calmer now that they were about to get out the passageway.

Catman explored his hands over the solid wood in front of him, searching for some kind of latch or pulley. Finally after five minutes of frustration he found a tiny latch and yanked it open.

The Next thing Winnie knew was she and Catman fell through and then she was dizzy-headed.

They were both sitting on a rock floor and it was pitch black. Winnie had hit her head on the wall.

"Where are we?" she asked Catman who stood up then took her hand and hauled her up.

"I don't know. I think we should keep walking until we see light," he said calmly.

And that's exactly what they did until there was candle-light up ahead and then they knew they weren't even in Coolidge Castle.

Before them was a beautiful lake and furnishings everywhere that looked like they were from the 1800's.

Cautiously they walked up to the lake to inspect what all this was when they heard a piano playing a classical Chopin composition. Then after a few smoothly notes there were five out of tune notes and a man's voice saying, "Ayesha, darling. You know better than messing me up while I'm playing a composition."

Winnie peeked over behind the column she and Catman were hiding and saw a man in a mask, sitting at the piano and a Siamese cat standing on the piano keys.

"No, it can't be! It's impossible!" Winnie cried out, suddenly fainting in shock.

"Winnie?" Catman grabbed onto her quickly before she fell into the lake and held her in his arms.

"Who goes there?" boomed the tenor voice of the Phantom of the Opera.