Chapter 1
"Hm? What's this?" asked Ciel as he saw the letter Sebastian had put on his desk a few minutes ago. It bore a red seal.
"A letter from the queen." replied Sebastian, opening the curtains and arranging then in a nice way.
"Not again!" Ciel groaned, shielding his eyes from the bright sunlight at the same time. "Last time, I almost died." The Leviathan last time wasted both time and energy and he ended up doing nothing. Or as Grell said 'I'm too young to die yeeettttt!'
"What is it about this time? A street killer or a monster?" Ciel questioned as he removed the seal and peered inside the envelope.
"You could say that he is a street killer." his butler replied. "A dark figure haunts the streets of London after eleven, and cuts down all he sees. The damage he did was catastrophic. Everything was bent out of shape and splinters of wood and broken bricks were strewn over the ground."
"Any witnesses or something?" Ciel took out a single photo filmed in the darkness.
In the picture, a tall man was standing over piles of rubble. The clock of the Big Ben showed the time: exactly twelve midnight.
"Sebastian, this is a bit dark. I can't make out the details," said Ciel, as he handed the photo to Sebastian, standing next to him.
"Well, firstly, this photo is no doubt very dark, and I cannot tell you much about it," Sebastian observed.
"Continue."
"-There's a tall man, as you said, and I should say that the man's silver hair is very long, as it is reflecting the light of the flashing camera." Sebastian stated. He squinted, trying to find any more useful details.
"Any more?" Ciel asked impatiently. He was anxious to end this case quickly.
"I am sorry, I cannot provide any more information," Sebastian finally said, "except the fact that I saw a corpse beneath the rubble."
"Urgh. That was very few details." Ciel stood up from his seat. "Do you know who took this picture?"
Sebastian scanned the pile of papers he was holding. "Peter Brown, a 53 year-old man. He lives near the Big Ben as he is the old technician there."
"Well then, we shall go and find him." Ciel sighed, also trying to hide the fact that he was happy not to go to the Undertaker's.
"Young master, even if you have to go and find Undertaker, he would not be here."
"What do you mean?" Ciel questioned, raising his eyebrows.
"The Undertaker has gone missing. He disappeared a few days ago, and no one has seen him since."
Ciel fell silent for a while. Then he strode towards the wide open door and went out.
"Let's go Sebastian. We must not waste any more time."
With that he disappeared around the corner.