Belle Adams' Butler
Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~
Bloodbath- Part 3
Belle wondered if, after death, every soul that once used to be sane would turn to rot, turning them insane when it came to their thoughts and rationality which was thrown out of the window.
The friend she knew was a good man, and he would never ask her to kill herself.
"You are not in your right mind. Why don't you get some sleep, and we'll talk about this once it's morning. You must be tired," said Belle when he let her go, and she took a few steps near the door for it to be blocked.
"Don't take me to be an idiot, Belle."
"You are acting out of context, and your thoughts are irrational. The George I knew would never propose that I die for him," Belle pursed her lips.
"People change, Belle. Change is the only thing that is constant, and it is inevitable like your death," he was joking right? Thought Belle to herself. Was he here to kill her and take her to the land of the dead? She gulped at the thought of it.