I am so sorry for not updating any sooner. But I have a perfectly good reason. Over the summer volleyball season started up again at my school and I'm on the team. Plus this year I'm taking AP classes and have homework so I've been really tired and haven't been doing anything that isn't school related. But I will get back into updating by October so don't worry.

Chapter 21:

Every one in the room was so quiet one could hear a pin drop, until Lao spoke up.

"I doubt the Yard will be able to arrive soon. The storm is still raging. Which means, the murderer is still inside the manor."

Everyone gasped in shock except for the servants, Lao and Grey.

"How could you say that?!" Grimsby yelled.

"The main question is, what was the motive to want to kill him? No one in this room have ever met before, and the killer would have most likely been caught if they had left a trace..." I said. At this point I didn't really think anything of the fact that I was a servant and I don't think they minded since they were too scared to make me "realize my place."

"Yes but how did they get in and out of the room? The door was locked when we got there. So it would only mean they went in through the window, locked the door and went out the same way they went in." Lady Irene said. For a stuck up actress I admire how she actually decided to use her head and think instead of just complaining.

"Rain means mud and mud means tracks. The intruder would have left footprints if they had come from outside. And the window seems locked." Grey said with a straight face.

"So then they locked the door from the outside." Arthur spoke up.

"Impossible. None of the guests were actually supplied with keys to their rooms. The doors were fitted with dead bolts allowing the person to lock the door from the inside not out. This indicated that the door was locked when I kicked it down." Sebastian said matter-of-factly.

"So we have a locked room murder. How wonderful." I stated sarcastically. If anything I didn't want to do more work than necessary. Plus, the vibes that were radiating off of Grey was killing me. I didn't want him anywhere near than necessary. And the fact that there is a storm outside meant that no one was leaving until it let up, which wasn't gonna be anytime soon.

I zoned out most of what the room of idiots were talking about until I heard Ciel speak up about a thread and how to unlock and lock a door with a thread. I couldn't help but think, he was only making it worse for himself at this point. If he wanted to everyone to believe that he wasn't the murderer than he shouldn't be telling them how he knows to unlock and lock a door with a needle and thread. But, after he finished everyone started arguing on how Grimsby was arguing with him.

"Calm down everyone. We should calmly sort out our alibis. We all know the servants were in the kitchen when he rung for a servant. Where was everyone else?"

"If I recall, everyone else was in the billiards room, except for the young master, Lao, Ran Mao and Mr. Woodley..." I spoke up.

"Yes. Where were you?"

"Me? Why we were in the lounge drinking with Mr. Woodly."

"And as stated earlier, all the servants were cleaning and tending to everyone."

"So that leaves you Earl," Lao said mischievously, " if you don't mind me asking, but where were you at the time?"

Ciel looked really uncomfortable. I felt bad for the poor boy. Being put in the spotlight even though he obviously isn't capable of killing someone with his own hands.

"I was asleep in my bed."

"Can you prove that?" Grey asked.

"No."

"Well I guess you're the main suspect my lord. With the lack of an alibi." Something felt off about the way Grey said that. His smirk was what mainly gave me the feeling that he was up to something or was just happy that he was the one that didn't have much of an alibi. It made me not like him anymore than I already did.

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About an hour later the young master was chained to Arthur Conan Doyle and didn't seem happy about it. Seeing as how I was in the room listening to the both of them complain about what a mess this has come. I was the one who suggested the young master be put in chains attached to someone and boy was I happy that I did. It was funny.

"I must apologize Doctor. It seems that the suspicions of me have led to trouble for you."

"It wasn't your fault young master. It was Grey who suggested that he be attached to you." I said.

"Yes but it was you who suggested the chains in the first place." he said with an irk mark on his head. I couldn't help but chuckle at the little statement seeing as how it was also a little bit my fault.

As I was making sure the chains were suitably on Doyle, Sebastian was telling Ciel how he had to put Phelps in his room because there was no other room that was ready for him. It all seemed normal until I looked their way and saw the look that Ciel was giving Sebastian when he said to keep the fireplaces lit because of the chilly night. It made me feel off.

Sebastian and I bid them both good night and after Sebastian burned out the candles we left. AS we walked a little ways down the hall, Sebastian turned to me and said, "Celesta, would you do me a favor and retire for the night. I can handle everything there's no need for assistance."

"I'd rather not. I'm not scared of a killer but I'd rather not asleep when someone or something could possibly kill me. But if you don't want me in the same room as you I'll go down to the kitchen and eat something. I'm getting kinda hungry anyway."

Sebastian and I stalked different ways. But before I left to the kitchen I looked to make sure that Sebastian went into the room where Siemens was killed. But when I looked back I saw Grey walk in with something long in his hands. I made sure I was still in the dark as I hear a grunt. It sounded like Sebastian.

After Grey left the room I waited a few seconds to make sure he had left. I put my hand on the knob and opened the door only to reveal Sebastian holding his hand out as if he was about to open the door. I took a thorough look at him. There was a hole in stomach and there was blood on the corners of his mouth. His hair was also in disarray.

"Sebastian what the hell happened?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary. Didn't you tell me you were headed to the kitchen?"

"Didn't you tell me that you were only just gonna restock the fire?"

"Celesta I don't have to time to dilly dally. But I may need your help. Go down to the kitchen and prepare food for the next three days. There should be plenty of ingredients down there to make what I was planning to make. I will head to the servants quarters and give them their orders for the next few days."

"How are you gonna do that? You have a very noticeable blood stain on the front of your shirt. Everyone is bound to ask questions about it."

"Just leave it to me. What kind of butler would I be if I couldn't complete simple tasks."

"Alrighty there butler. Just shut up and do what you were planning on doing in the first place. I'll meet you back here when everything is done."

I sped to the kitchen and immediately started preparing the meal that Sebastian told me to make. (A/N I forgot what he planned to make) It didn't take long with the speed of a demon. By the time everything was done, I was a little earlier than Sebastian, which was a surprise really. He's usually faster than me.

After waiting for a while Sebastian finally comes around the corner. He was holding a pillow to the area where he was stabbed.

"I take it you were holding that while talking to everyone?"

"I couldn't have my master or the servants worried could I?"

"I guess not. What's the plan then?"

"Go to your room and sleep. I believe since you are not as simple minded as the rest of them that you will know what to do when the time is right. Look after the young master."

"Whoa was that a compliment? I can't believe it... the Sebastian is complimenting me!" I said with fake cheerfulness. Though it was a surprise that he would entrust the safety of his master to me, the person he didn't trust since the beginning.

"But ok. I'll head back before anyone starts to get suspicious. Oh, and before I leave I have a suggestion to make. Toy with Grey for a bit. I don't like him."

I walked away without looking back. I felt kind of sad though. I wouldn't be able to fly away since we have visitors... and it's raining.

So here is the story. I'm sorry if you don't like it that well but I think I did a pretty good job at it Considering the fact that I haven't been updating a lot lately. But anyway thank you for reading and I hope you all liked it. BYE ^_^