Phantoms

"Guess what?" Reid asked, estatically.

"What?" Morgan asked.

"Emily's video confrencing with us today!"

"Really?" JJ's eyes lit up, "that's great."

"Yes it is," Hotch said brushing by, "unfortunatley, it's not a happy occasion. Confrence room right now."

The team gathered in the confrence room for the briefing. On video was the head of Interpol, Emily Prentiss.

"Hey guys," Prentiss greeted.

"Emily, when are you coming back?" Garcia asked, "we miss you."

"Aw, I miss you too PG. And I wish this was under better circumstances."

"What's going on?" Hotch asked in his authoratative voice.

"I've been in Paris for the past couple weeks. Strange things have been happening at the Opera Populaire."

"The Opera House?" Reid asked.

"Yeah," Prentiss said, "the managers have been getting taunting notes signed by an O.G. He's threatening to kill people and may have actually followed through with it."

"May have?" Hotch asked.

"Meet Joseph Bouquet, the stagehand. He was strangled with a lasso. Dancers and singers say he was a real perv and an alcoholic. He was murdered during a performance of Il Muto. His body was left for the audience to see it."

"He probbably wants the recognition," JJ said, "for him, it's all about the show."

"He wants everyone to know it's him," Lewis added.

"Prentiss, why is this for us?" Hotch asked.

"The inspectors are stumped. They have no idea who's doing this. The managers are scared for their lives and want a stop to this. And Raoul, a supporter for the arts is worried about his friend's safety. He's also worried about the bad press."

"Who's his friend?" JJ asked.

"See, this is where it goes from weird to creepy. His friend is opera singer, Christine Daae. The killings, the strange notes all surround her. It's like the unsub is obbseesed with her! Recently, they did a performance of Hannibal and the unsub attempted to kill Carlotta, the lead soprano by having the set fall on her. Enter Christine Daae," Prentiss explained.

"The unsub was always obbsessed with her from the beginning," Reid noted.

"Careful, Reid," Morgan teased, "this could be another Lila Archer."

"If Christine is the unsub's obssession, then there's nothing that will stop him from reaching his target. We'll be there. Garcia, I need you with us," Hotch commanded.

"I told the inspectors and the managers that if anyone can find the meaning behind these taunts and murders, it's you guys. See you when you get here!"

Meanwhile, in Paris, Christine Daae was getting ready for another performance of Ill Muto. She had a sinking feeling she knew who made Carlotta's voice croak. As she was getting ready, she heard a voice I am your angel of music. Come to the angel of music...