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~
House- Part 1
The creature was weak compared to the spirit that was hitting it and trying to make it submit so that its soul could be eaten. In Belle's eyes, the land of the dead was to eat or to be eaten. She heard the creature that had planned to eat her cry out in pain as it was beaten by the stronger spirit. It was Belle's first day here and maybe that is why she felt pity for the creature, and if she wasn't wrong after the creature was eaten by the spirit, the next person on the menu would be her which would be devoured by the spirits.
Her face flinched every time she heard the bone crack. Unable to look anymore, she finally broke a couple of sticks in her hand and slid down the tree.