Ciel Phantomhive sat at his wooden desk, bringing out his quill and ink. Waiting for his nightly tea, he slowly rotated the blue ring on his finger. After finding out who had turned those girls into dolls, he had come back to his mansion to wind down for the night. He promptly wrote about the day's happenings in the leather journal. He also wondered if he would hear his little visitors tonight. Recently, he had found out he had had a vermin problem. Every night around eleven, banging could be heard from his attic. Sebastian would take care of it hopefully. Ciel heard his butler ascend the stairs, the chink of the china tea cup against its saucer. Sebastian knocked softly.

"Come in, Sebastian." Ciel said as he cleared his desk of the paperwork. "What tea have you prepared?"

"It's a nice black tea. Very calming after such a stressful day as this." Sebastian said as he bowed slightly. "Enjoy."

Ciel stirred his tea slowly, watching the steam come off and sway to the side. Then he sipped it but must have tilted the cup back too far. The hot tea fell on his night shirt.

Sebastian pulled out a cloth in his pocket and wet it in a wash basin. He dabbed at the spots.

"Master, why so quiet? You seem distant as of late."

Ciel thought back to those girls who had been lured in by the hypnotizing music. They had been taken away from their families who had been so concerned about them for many years. Then he remembered his own family. When his mother, father, and aunt lived peacefully in the manor. Then he remembered the smoke and flames.

"Master?"

Ciel snapped out of it and looked to the window. Faint thunder came from the stormy horizon.

Sebastian bowed again as he left with the tea set, wrapping up the tea cakes again. He wondered why his young master wouldn't forget these memories already and move on. Being a demon though, he didn't really understand much of what mortals did or what they stood for. He took a candle and went back to the kitchen.

Knock

Knock

Bang

Ciel's eye opened wide. That noise was so loud! Are the knocks becoming louder with each passing night? He hoped they wouldn't return when he slept.

It wasn't supposed to start this early either. Have they somehow become more active?

"Sebastian!" Ciel yelled as his butler came running.

"Yes, my lord?"

"Did you put that poison in the attic yet? There sound like there are more of the vermin than before."

"I did my lord, just today. Give it a couple days. They should all be cleared out by then."

"I hope so. They are so loud and wake me up in the night. I trust your judgment."

"I will make sure you rest as best you can, for the time being. Now, it's getting late."

Ciel heard his clock downstairs chime ten o' clock. For now the manor sits silently.

"Make sure you do."

Sebastian did the final preparations for the night. After he lay his master to sleep, he did one final pick up for the day. Ciel lay in bed for awhile, keeping an ear out for any suspicious noise. It was ten past eleven and still nothing. All his servants were asleep in their quarters and soon his own eyelids fluttered shut.

In London, the screams of a family echoed in the night. Bloodstains had pooled on the carpet and a whole family lay massacred in cold blood. Some sort of creature jumped back out of the window sill. Terror had found its way into London once again.