The next day, I was wondering through the house and there was a strange light coming from the ballroom. I creaked open the door so I could get through and Timothy was in there. He didn't seem to see me and it looked like he was doing some sort of jujitsu. There was a huge curtain in the back of the room that had been drawn, so that was where the light was coming from.
I sat down because I wanted to ask him questions about the house and I didn't want to interrupt him. Mainly were the study was. I'm sure my grandfather had some books with answers.
It took 2 hours but Timothy finally finished his jujitsu. (Hey don't judge; who knows when I might find him again, besides I had fallen asleep on the floor because it was so boring.)
I woke up to darkness because Timothy closed the curtains. I sat up and stretched. He was sitting on the floor eating, marshmallows? Welp, you don't see a straight faced butler sitting on the floor eating marshmallows in the dark everyday.
I stood up and walked over to him. He looked at me in disgust and continued eating. I asked him, "Where's the study? Please stop eating."
He stopped putting them in his mouth, finished chewing and swallowed. He answered me, "The study is wherever you believe it is. Just focus your mind on a certain door and think about finding the study, then it will become that."
"What? You mean I could of found it days ago if I concentrated on finding it?"
"Yes, that is what I said."
I marched out of the room, not caring which way I went then as I turned the corner I ran into one of those knight armor statue things. It backed up and bowed saying in a raspy metallic voice, "I am very sorry princess."
I was shocked, I didn't know that they could talk, but weirdness happens in this house. "It's fine, thank you." I stood, staring for a couple of seconds waiting for him to move again, or speak, or walk or at least do something, but nothing happened.