Ravens Hollow
Act oo4:
Taking in a deep breath, Gil took a shaky step forward, looking around as he entered behind Oz. The room was dimly lit, and it gave Gilbert all kinds of bad feelings. Reaching forward, he had expected Oz to be close. When his hand grabbed air, his eyes widened, and his head snapped forward. "Young Master!" He called out, screaming when a face suddenly appeared in front of his own.
"Sh! Gil, it's okay!" Oz exclaimed, covering Gil's mouth with his hand, pointing towards the center of the room. "Look. There's a table over there. C'mon." He said, grabbing Gil's hand now and pulling him along. Gil willingly followed, keeping close as he continued to look behind himself, and around them. As they approached the center of the room, the temperature dropped and Gil swore he felt another presence. He could almost hear someone's voice.
The closer they got, the more Gil felt like he was walking on thin ice. And the table disappeared. A sudden wind picked up, a dark fog clouding the room. "Gilbert!"
"Young Master!" Gil called, latching to his arm. Before either realized it, they were on opposite sides of the room, a maniacal laugh echoing through the room.
"Oz Vessalius. I always knew this day would come."
The evil laughter got louder and...
Gil shot up in bed, eyes wide, reaching out. "Young Master!" He called out, only to feel hands push him roughly back against the bed.
"Lie still." A harsh voice said.
"But, the young Master! He needs me! He's in trouble!" He tried, trying to get up. His attempts failed.
"Speaking of the young Master, what have you done with him?" Gil's eyes widened considerably.
"Wha...? I didn't do anything! He was looking for something, a book... We found a passageway...And this voice..." He tried to recall everything that had happened, to no avail.
"You better not be lying, Or you'll lose your head."
Evelyn: Blah! Panda started this chapter and got herself stuck so I wrote an ending! Sorry, folks. =[ I've been sick like a dog, lately.