“Yeeeeaaaahhhh! it just rolled in like it was possessed!” Mr Theaman screamed. I just stared at myself in the butler’s mirror telling myself - this is my life now, giving the boss a bottle of whiskey, setting up his billiards game and opening up the roof when the air would thin and have a putrid smell. “ Butler! Bring us another bottle of whiskey, it’s really heating up in here. I’m about to win and it’s gonna be time to celebrate any moment now!” he bellowed out again. The hot, humid air made my short moustache droop with sweat and my skin turn red and sensitive. “Yeeeaaaahhh! Not so marvelous now, are you?!” Screeched one of Mr Theaman’s potbelly friends. The man of the house snarled and coughed, took a big gulp of whiskey straight from the bottle and puffed off the rest of his cigar. Suddenly gunshots could be heard in the tall building, with deafening screams following them. A small tear cascaded down my face and my eyes were filled with fear, I was trying so hard to be professional but this was just a moment which couldn't be tolerated. Mr Theaman slowly picked up the Cue stick from the billiards table then steadily inched closer and closer to the door, sweat ran down his face with a mix of whiskey from his chin. I decided to turn around knowing something was wrong, only to see Mr Theaman standing there still as a statue gazing down at a crimson trail of blood which lead to his and Mrs Theaman's room. Quickly, he started to sprint down the stairs hyper ventilating holding the cue stick tighter, he jumped from the third last step to the elegant decorated rug. Suddenly, the crystal chandelier cascaded down and nearly landed on the group. "Sir look there's something on the floor, it looks like a “What will happen to us?” said another
note, maybe this is a sign" I mumbled. Then I walked up to the chandelier gingerly picking it up with my gloved hands, noticing that the note was written on a warm white paper. "Here you go sir" I said. Mr Theaman started opening the note with his hands shaking violently, this is what the note read: your time is running out… “What could this mean?” one of his friends whispered.“What will happen to us?” said another.
“You heard the note let’s move! I don’t know what’s happening!” Mr Theaman cried. We started sprinting down the hallway trying to get to the sir and madam’s room, I decided to fall behind and try to open the first door in the hallway just incase there was something suspicious. My heart started beating like a drum, I started to hyperventilate and my lips were trembling, you wouldn't believe what I saw.
By Mridula
note, maybe this is a sign" I mumbled. Then I walked up to the chandelier gingerly picking it up with my gloved hands, noticing that the note was written on a warm white paper. "Here you go sir" I said. Mr Theaman started opening the note with his hands shaking violently, this is what the note read: your time is running out… “What could this mean?” one of his friends whispered.“What will happen to us?” said another.
“You heard the note let’s move! I don’t know what’s happening!” Mr Theaman cried. We started sprinting down the hallway trying to get to the sir and madam’s room, I decided to fall behind and try to open the first door in the hallway just incase there was something suspicious. My heart started beating like a drum, I started to hyperventilate and my lips were trembling, you wouldn't believe what I saw.
By Mridula