I. A London Nightmare
I was standing in the lobby of the London City Airport, scanning the crowd at an attempt to find my new employer. There was a tap on my shoulder. I turned around.
"Excuse me, are you Camille Amadori?" The first thing I noticed about the tall and dapper man was his blood red eyes.
"Yes. You must be my new employer's butler." I responded.
"I'm guessing you didn't read what I gave the agency to give to you." He grabbed one of my bags and walked out the door. I had to jog to keep up with him.
"Sorry, but with twelve hours' notice, I had to pack and jump onto the first flight to London, which is a ten hour flight from California."
"It's understandable. We have somewhat of a drive so you can read it on the way and if you have any questions you can ask me in the meantime." I sighed. He opened the door for me and I got into the car.
"I never got your name."
"I'm sorry. I am Sebastian Michaelis, and as you guessed I'm am the young master's personal butler." Within seconds, the car was pulling out of the airport terminal and onto the highway. I pulled out the packet from my purse and began reading. It contained basic information about the young Earl. Ciel Phantomhive, 18 year old owner and CEO of the Funtom Toy Company. He had many aliases but he's most commonly known as the Queens Guard Dog or the Queen's Watchdog. Everything else in this packet was work schedules, dress codes, etcetera, and etcetera.
"Miss Camille, you're seventeen correct?"
"Yep."
"May I ask why you're spending your time as a maid when you should be heading to college?"
"I'm taking a gap year or two to save up more money so I won't be in debt for the rest of my life." He snickered.
"That's a very intelligent move. Do you know what you'd like to go for?"
"I haven't decided between international business, linguistics, or English literature."
"Why not do a major in international business and a minor in linguistics?"
"I've never thought of that...doing both would help with the whole international part." I was thinking out loud.
"I must say, Camille, that I have never seen hair as beautiful as yours."
"Thank you." I began twisting my crimson hair between my fingers.
"We will be arriving to the manner soon. Then I will show you to your room, you will speak with the Earl, help serve dinner, than you may return to your room and unpack. There is a maids uniform for you in your room. Please put that on after you speak with the Earl." I nodded.
"Please tell me the maids outfit isn't something... I don't really know how to say this without being blunt or offensive..."
"Go ahead."
"It's not whore-ish is it?" He laughed.
"You don't need to worry about that. It is a classy uniform, but it is still a dress." I nodded. As we drove through the countryside, I began to smell a very pungent odor.
"Sebastian, do you smell that?" My head started to pound and the world around me looked as if it were spinning. I knew this smell...if only I could place it...
When I awoke, all I saw was darkness. It wasn't the comforting darkness that lulled you to sleep, but the darkness that held all of your deepest and darkest fears. After remembering this morning's events I began to calm down, just a bit. Even though my hands were tied behind a chair, I could still feel my hands shaking. I was trying to keep myself calm, it's been a while but I should know how to handle these situations perfectly. I needed to clear my head. I won't be able to think if I wasn't calm, but I needed to act terrified and afraid.
I closed my eyes and took deep, shaky breaths. After repeating this technique a few times, I finally calmed down and cleared my head. I was just in time too. I say this because as I took my last shaky breath, the door opened to reveal a short figure walking towards me.