Well here's chapter 3 and the last one of this story

Well here's chapter 3 and the last one of this story. Yes I know an extremely short story but I just felt like writing it. Hope you enjoy.

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His face horror stricken, Carlos looked up quickly and dashed from his spot on the stairs and quickly made it to the top, frantically looking around he saw that he was faced with a wall and three doors, one to the right, middle and left, behind him on the left and right were the out crop area of the next floor where another table was but smaller. A few more bookcases and several drawers were on the other side; he turned once more to face the three doors.

He then heard a distant thud coming from the far right door, he quickly lashed his hand on the handle and opened the door leaving it open as he tore himself through the hallway, four doors, two on either side at the end of the hallway and two more in the middle.

Carlos then heard another thud and then a distant 'ow' sound and made his way to the door and opened it and inside…was Melin cradling her foot by the room drawers muttering. "Stupid drawer…wouldn't open" Melin then froze and looked up to see Carlos. "Oh hello there" she said smiling.

"Uh…" Carlos stuttered as he slowly closed the door and crept backwards, he sighed as his back connected to a nearby wall, leaning on the wooden wall he felt relieved…but what was that blood about?

Carlos continued to ponder these questions until he reached a bedroom that suited him; he decided to begin his search for the treasure tomorrow although most people would most probably just stay up the whole night. He sighed as he took of his golden trimmed jumper and his shoes. Carlos moved under the sheets of his bed and promptly fell asleep.

As time and clouds moved by, the sun disappeared to be replaced by the never ending glowing moon that shook some into fear but some into calm in the winter night but this night…fear is most common.

Carlos suddenly sat up in a heartbeat, his heart pounding with fear from being woken up so abruptly. There it was again, the sound on his door that woke him up. Knock knock. The sound came again and again. Carlos looked piercingly at his door…knock knock….he slowly slipped out of his bed…knock knock…He quickly put on his jumper and pulled a small blade from within his sock…knock knock.

Carlos took a deep breath and reached the door and it slowly opened. He was relieved to see just Charles there looking concerned and…scared. "What?" Carlos asked as he lowered his hand with the blade just a little bit. "I found this, it's a riddle and I'm unsure what it means…" Charles blurted out.

Carlos raised his eyebrow as he cautiously took the piece of parchment Charles was holding. "Wouldn't this be a clue to the treasure and that you would stop me from getting it after I tell you the answer?" Carlos questioned although he did not know the answer yet…he was known for being able to answer riddles and making them.

Charles looked annoyed "I don't think clues for treasure are found with a piece of parchment attached to a recently blood stained knife!" The old knight snapped at the rich man. Carlos was taken back by this but he recovered quickly. "Blood stained knife?" he questioned.

"Yes…it was in the basement, a blood stained knife with this attached to the hilt" Charles confirmed. Carlos's eyes widened "I saw blood on the stairs!" he exclaimed. "On the stairs? Charles asked.

Carlos nodded as he read the parchment 'He who resides on the one added one floor and proceed through one of sword's sides and move along way that is named 'hall' and turn to slab of oak will….die!' Carlos read the difficult riddle twice more. "Well…what does it mean!? Is someone going to die?!" Charles said, his anger rising quickly.

One added one…that would be two, two floor would be the second floor. "The second floor…" Carlos muttered under his breath. "We're on the second floor!" Charles shouted. Carlos looked at Charles "Let me concentrate!".

"One of sword's sides. What's the side of a sword?" Carlos asked looking back down at the parchment. "The side of a hilt, most swords have a design that has the top of the hilt shaped in some sort of pattern. If it said one of sword's sides then that would mean left or right. " Charles told Carlos.

Carlos nodded as he continued. "Along way that is named 'hall'…hall and way. Hallway!" Carlos said quickly, Charles nodded worriedly "The next bit?" he asked. "And turn to slab of oak…oak, wait these doors are made of oak!" Carlos said.

"Alright, second floor…either left or right so that must mean the right or left door. Down the hallway and turn to a door." Charles nodded and moved quickly down the hallway and out of there door, they were in the middle hallway. Carlos quickly followed, after stepping out the hallway he looked to his left and right.

"Which side?" Carlos asked debating on which door to take. "Right" Charles said, Carlos replied with a nod and the two approached the right door and stepped inside the hallway. "So…which door?" Charles asked as he looked down the hallway, four doors to choose from. Carlos frowned "Wait…this is where Melin was" he said quietly.

"Melin?" Charles questioned quickly, fear and worry etching in his voice. Carlos moved along the hallway closely followed by the ex-knight and he slowly put his hand on the handle and opened the door. The two men went wide eyed, there faces going pale. Melin was there on her bed…her throat cut and bleeding, her eyes soulless and empty.

A piece of parchment fell from the ceiling, as if it was placed in the door ready to fall when the door was opened, the parchment had a blood stain on it. Carlos gulped silently and bent down, he slowly picked up the parchment and read it. 'Her last thoughts…probably. His fingers squeezed around my throat, I felt as if I was going to choke…of course she did choke and then I finished the job!' Charles had read over Carlos's shoulder but what shocked him was what was at the bottom.

"No…" Carlos said un able to believe the signature at the bottom that read…'Carlos'. Carlos then turned to Charles but he didn't look like Carlos, his skin was paler, his mouth was wide open and there were fangs visible in his mouth and his eyes shone with crimson red.

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A nice little cliffy to end the story with…if you're nice and give me reviews I might just make a sequel to this.