Tales of Terror Ch. 3
Tales of Terror Ch. 3
Daphne had finished her work at the mansion for the day. She had said she was going to go back to the library, but that was a lie. She had finished what was on her list for that day quicker than normal, which meant that Fleura allowed her more time to read. Yet, today, she had brought her lock pick. It was two days after her and Casper had talked, and now she wanted more than ever before to know what was up by the organs.
She looked behind her, to make sure she was alone, even though she knew that she was. Fleura would coming to look for her in 20 minutes. She had to be done everyday by 5:30 PM, and normally only ended up having 5 minutes until she had to leave. She had decided to investigate for 10 minutes, and then go to the library and read. She had called Casper the day before, and they both agreed that perhaps that journal was more important than it appeared at first glance. Of course, they both knew deep down that this could just be them wanting to solve a mystery, but it felt very real.
Daphne unlocked the door to discover a small hallway with various bookshelves; at the end of the hallway a ladder lived. She couldn't stop wondering why on earth there would be more books here, when there was a whole library. So, she went up the ladder, it was there that she discovered a door on the ceiling, most likely leading up by the organs. She tried pushing it, it wouldn't move, then pulling, still wouldn't open. She began to pull the lock pick from her pocket, but then accidentally dropped it. As she was climbing down the ladder, she heard a voice. It didn't sound like Fleura. Yet, it was another woman. She sounded younger. Daphne then realized that Fleura and this other woman were having some conversation. She stayed completely quiet as she pushed against one of the bookshelves, trying to hear what they were saying. Daphne could hear nothing. It was then that she checked the time, realizing that now would probably be a good time to head towards the library. Yet, she couldn't stop wondering what on earth Fleura and Mystery Woman were talking about.
Daphne had finished her work at the mansion for the day. She had said she was going to go back to the library, but that was a lie. She had finished what was on her list for that day quicker than normal, which meant that Fleura allowed her more time to read. Yet, today, she had brought her lock pick. It was two days after her and Casper had talked, and now she wanted more than ever before to know what was up by the organs.
She looked behind her, to make sure she was alone, even though she knew that she was. Fleura would coming to look for her in 20 minutes. She had to be done everyday by 5:30 PM, and normally only ended up having 5 minutes until she had to leave. She had decided to investigate for 10 minutes, and then go to the library and read. She had called Casper the day before, and they both agreed that perhaps that journal was more important than it appeared at first glance. Of course, they both knew deep down that this could just be them wanting to solve a mystery, but it felt very real.
Daphne unlocked the door to discover a small hallway with various bookshelves; at the end of the hallway a ladder lived. She couldn't stop wondering why on earth there would be more books here, when there was a whole library. So, she went up the ladder, it was there that she discovered a door on the ceiling, most likely leading up by the organs. She tried pushing it, it wouldn't move, then pulling, still wouldn't open. She began to pull the lock pick from her pocket, but then accidentally dropped it. As she was climbing down the ladder, she heard a voice. It didn't sound like Fleura. Yet, it was another woman. She sounded younger. Daphne then realized that Fleura and this other woman were having some conversation. She stayed completely quiet as she pushed against one of the bookshelves, trying to hear what they were saying. Daphne could hear nothing. It was then that she checked the time, realizing that now would probably be a good time to head towards the library. Yet, she couldn't stop wondering what on earth Fleura and Mystery Woman were talking about.
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