I walked down the dimly lit hall toward my room. It had been a long day. As I entered the room I noticed the window was opened, letting in a breeze that chilled me to the bone. Didn't I close that window this morning? I thought to myself. I had never been one to open my window, only during the spring when I could hear the birds chirping and see the flowers blooming. I hadn't noticed it yet but a dark figure loomed over me. I reached up to close the window just as a hand wrapped around my face and stomach to cover my mouth and pull me back. Oomph! I winced as I fell. I turned around, only to see no one around me. So what had pulled me away from the window? I decided to think nothing of it and walked over to close the window. When I looked out one last time I say a figure in the distance. There was a tall slender man who was sitting under a cherry tree in our yard. I ran outside to invite him inside. This was not the sort of weather people wanted to be outside in, especially at night. As I walked up the hill toward the cherry tree I noticed that he had on very proper attire, for a butler. How did I know he was a butler? I thought to myself. No, he's not a butler, but something else… something inhuman but what was it? And how did I know this? I could see his lips moving, whispering to himself.
"Young master… never… I didn't think…" he kept repeating to himself. I decided to get closer to him to find out what he was saying. "Excuse me miss," he said turning toward me, his eyes red as blood, but glistening. "It's not polite to eavesdrop," he said. I froze in fear. What is this man? His eyes glow a crimson red. I started to back away, down the hill, toward my home. I glanced back at the house, my home, for all my life. Little did I know that this would be my last glance. When I turned my attention back to the tree I noticed the man was not sitting there anymore.
"Where?" I asked quietly, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Looking for something Miss?" A voice asked from behind me. I quickly turned around to see the man standing behind me. I gasped and jumped away from him, up the hill, fear evident in my eyes. A scowl covered his face, and then he sighed, his face softening. "What am I going to do with you?" he asked himself. "The master gave me direct orders to bring you to the manor, but I can't bring you like this." He said.
"Who? What manor? You can't take me anywhere." I said my voice shaking. He chuckled.
"I only follow my masters orders Miss," he said with a smile. He started walking toward me and reached into his pocket. Every step he took forward, I took one back. "My name is Sebastian Michaelis," he said with a grin. "And what might your name be?" he asked still taking careful steps.
"M-My name is Al-Alexandra Blackwood." I said stuttering as I walked backward up the hill. Suddenly I bumped into something hard. I turned around and came face to face with the trunk of a tree, the cherry tree, my cherry tree. I turned back around to face Sebastian, who was still coming closer.
"Oh my, what am I going to do with you?" he asked, a sad look on his face. His eyes were not however. I could see death in his eyes. He pulled a knife out of his pocket. A kitchen knife? What is he going to do with that? I asked myself. Suddenly he lunged forward, the knife lodging itself into my chest, into my heart. I stood there frozen, my eyes widened and I coughed. Blood, red blood, as crimson as his eyes, as crimson as my hair and I hated it. My eyes dropped and I fell. "Oh my," he said with a sigh. I felt someone, Sebastian no doubt, pick up my body and start walking. Why would he carry a corpse? And how do I know what's going on? I should be dead. I thought. I opened my eyes to see he had placed me in a small car. I decided to close my eyes. Soon enough I was asleep.