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William was rather upset. He had so much to do today and, Grell still hadn't come to work. He had sent Ronald, Alan and, Eric to his house and, they had all said the same thing. He wasn't there. Now, he was rather worried. If they had all said the same thing, he had no choice but to check it out himself. So, right after he had finished this rather large stack of paperwork, he got up and, pushed his chair under his desk and, walked out of his office. He had to find Grell and, if he really wasn't at his house, he had to find out where he had gone to. He didn't wish to have another Jack The Ripper incident occur. So, he had to find him fast.
He walked past a bunch of rather curious reapers. He had never been out of his office this early before and, it astounded some of the other reapers. They were making comments such as, "Someone must be in real trouble now" , "I wonder what that redheaded buffoon did this time" Some of them murmured. Some of them happened to see the worry on his face and, they began making whispers that he couldn't quite make out.
He walked past them all and, walked into the elevator. He pushed the down button and, waited for them to reach the bottom floor. He stepped out of the elevator and, walked quickly towards the exit. Some of the receptionists looked at him with a quite alarmed expression. "Mr. Spears, is everything alright?" One of them called out a little worried. He turned around and, nodded. "Everything is fine, Mrs. English." He said with very strict and, serious expression. He adjusted his glasses and, turned around and, walked out of the dispatch.
When he got on the street, he was a bit skeptical of their claims that he wasn't home but, shook them off. Why would they lie to him? He adjusted his glasses and, continued walking up the street. He had a redhead to find. And, although his employees claimed not to have seen him at his house, he decided that he would see that for himself.
When he reached the others apartment, he noticed that there was music playing softly behind the door. He knocked on the door three times. "Sutcliff. I know you're in there. I don't know why you had them lie for you but, I don't appreciate it. Open up your door so I may reprimand you." He said sternly. The door opened slowly and, he saw that it was dark in the room. He could barely see two feet in front of him. Something was very wrong. He was about to go back and, leave because he didn't wish to be there but, the door shut behind him. He looked down at the floor. It was grated and, there were random pitfalls. He knew Grell had issues but, this was ridiculous.
He felt a presence in the darkened room but, it sure wasn't Grell's. It let out a liquid sounding cackle. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and, his blood ran cold. He backed up to the door and, tried to open it but, the knob was stuck. "Dammit.." He cursed under his breath. He let his eyes adjust to the darkness around him and, saw something…dripping? Or, no..someone. He adjusted his glasses and, stayed where he was. He didn't want to go near it but he didn't want to move, but, at the same time, he wanted to get the hell away from it.
What the hell was going on in Grell's apartment?
He had finally decided to make a run for it. Unfortunately, the thing saw him and,walked towards him. His eyes widened. He turned on one of the lights and, saw that this thing had the most grotesque features that he had ever seen! It had decomposing flesh, pus was coming out of a lot of orifices. It made a rather gross moaning sound. It also spit something at him. It didn't hit him but, it did hit the floor. He saw that whatever it spit at him, melted through it. He looked up. For the first time in his life, he was truly terrified.
He saw the thing closing in on him. He summoned his scythe and, took the creature's head clean off. He pinned his scythe to the ground and, leaned on it. After that, he heard a series of loud screeches and, a sirens. The lights flickered out and, there were more moans that began around he was surrounded. He yelled for help but, none came.
Everything went black.
He woke up on a gurney in the medical wing of the reaper realm. A nurse and, a couple of his reapers were standing over him with worried expressions. That was when heard someone shuffling up to him. "Boss?" It was Ronald. He looked up with a very confused expression. "Knox? Where's Sutcliff?" He asked getting up out of the bed ignoring all of the reapers that were around him. The blonde looked at him with a worried expression. "Didn't you go to his apartment to check? We should be asking you that sir." The other said with a slight frown.
He looked at him with a rather confused expression. "But, I sent you, Humphries, and, Slingby to look for him in his apartment…" He said holding his head. He had sent them to look for him. Hadn't he? The younger shinigami looked at him with a funny look. "Boss..you never sent us to do anything.." He said with a frown. "Are you feeling okay?"
He held his head. This wasn't happening. He had sent them. He hadn't went because he had a huge amount of paperwork to do. He looked at Ronald with an unreadable expression and, made a run for it. Ronald fell to the floor in surprise. "Boss?" He called after him.
He didn't look back. He didn't bother to take the elevator. He just ran down the stairs. That was when the sirens began again. He fell to his knees and, clutched his head. "Arrrgh! What is going on here?" He yelled out clutching his head. It felt like it was going to split open. His eyes had been shut tightly. He opened them and, that was when he noticed the floor. It was now grated like the floor at Grell's apartment earlier.
But…
Wasn't that just a dream?
He didn't know anymore.
He slowly got up and, noticed that there were pitfalls here as well and, where the down stairs should be, it was just a deep dark abyss. He heard a moan and, a screech come from it. He shot up the stairs and, opened the door slowly.
Everything was dark and, there were pitfalls up there as well. There was no sign of any of the other reapers. Was he in hell? The only difference that there was from Grell's apartment was, that everything here held an eerie red glow. He looked around but, nothing was the same and, now it smelled like rotting flesh.
He looked down the hallway.
It was one of those thing from the apartment.
He adjusted his glasses. If he wanted to investigate anymore of this place for answers then, he was going to have to get past it. He summoned his scythe and, charged at it and, then went on his way. The black blood that it spewed stained his shirt. He looked down at it and, frowned. He'd have to go to the cleaners later.
If he made it out of here alive that is.
nt here...
