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~
Search for things- Part 2
Barron felt relieved that they were not being kicked out of the boat or were going to be handed directly to the Hawverts. He let out a sigh of relief.
"But the path down there, I don't think it will work as you have planned," said Rower and this caught everyone's attention. "The Hawverts might have already blocked every passage to your way to the living world. I understand most of it, but what is going on with Miss Belle?"
With Rower who knew most of the things, maybe as much as Edith or more than her, Belle didn't feel the need to hide it. She raised her hand up so that he could see her boney fingers and arms.
"What am I looking at?" asked Rower.
"Belle has Winston's bone fused into her own body now," replied Lucas.