Cynthia hurried over to Jaz and grabbed her. She playfully swung the girl around. Rojar clung onto Jaz's dress to keep from falling off.
"Ah!" Jaz and Rojar yelled.
"Oh how wondrous! What luck is it I've found you here?" Cynthia said.
Jaz grunted. "Do…you… mind..putting…me..down?"
"Why yes, of course! " Cynthia said.
Madame Red gave Cynthia the side eye. "What is that girl doing here of all places?"
Grell shrugs his shoulders. "Perhaps there was problem at work?"
Before the two could ask any questions, Jaz and Cynthia headed inside the funeral parlor.
Madam Red gasped. "What?! Hey!"
...
Inside the parlor, it is dark and decorated with some pretty unsettling decor: coffins, cobwebs, a model of a human's insides, and a few candles that barely lit up the room.
"Wow, this is so pretty." Jaz whispered.
"Angel, we gotta talk about this whole being "creepy" thing." Rojar whispered.
"Hehehe, welcome~" A mysterious voice began.
… tap, tap!
"I figured I'd be seeing you again before long~"
… tatter, tatter!
"It's so lovely to see you Earl~"
… creakkkkk!
Suddenly, a man with long silver hair running down his back creeped out of a coffin nearby.
"Have you finally come to be fitted for one of me coffins?" The man asks with a creepy smile.
AHHH!
"No I'm not here for that, Undertaker. I'm here to-
The Undertaker disappeared and reappeared next to Ciel. He put one of his long nailed, dangly fingers to Ciel's lips.
"Ah, no need to say. I know exactly why you're here~" He giggled. "One of my recent customers was certainly unusual. But I did my best to make her beautiful again!"
Cynthia shuddered. "He's certainly more frightening than I imagined."
Jaz grinned. "Ooh, I like frightening~"
She noticed a strange object on one of the tables of the Undertaker's. "Hm, I wonder what that is."
Her and Cynthia walk over to the table.
"Whoa, it's a heart." She whispered.
Deeply interested, she picked up the heart. Rojar sticks out his tongue in disgust and turns away, gagging.
"Ugh, how strange! It's a human's heart." Cynthia whispered.
...
"-Well I'd like some details on your 'customers'." Ciel said.
"Ah, ah, ah! You know the deal m'lord. I gave you a discount last time, but this time I expect the proper payment." The Undertaker said.
"Oh, I see. So this funeral parlor business is a cover. How much is it for information?" Lau asked.
In the blink of an eye, the Undertaker slid in front of Lau, up close and personal.
"I have no need for the Queen's coins! No..no." He leaned closer. "What I want from you is….TRUE LAUGHTER!"
Jaz, was startled by the shouting and when she turned around, she lost her grip on the heart. The organ landed in Cynthia's nurse hat and the blood from it began to leak onto her face.
Cynthia trembled. "...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Everyone turned their attention to the two young ladies.
Cynthia ran around in circles, and flailed her arms around. "Ah! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!"
Jaz ran after Cynthia. "Just hold still and I'll-
While She was running, she tripped over a hip bone and landed inside a coffin…..but this coffin wasn't not empty. It was the coffin holding Mary Ann Nichols's corpse! Her face planted on top of the body and when she lifted her head, half of Mary Nichols's makeup smeared onto her face.
Rojar looked at her. "AHHHH! Clowns!"
He fled from Jaz's shoulder, but Cynthia ran into him. He sank his claws into her face, blinding her completely. She ended up running into Grell, and her hat landed on the chest of Madame Red's.
"Bloody hell!" She screamed.
…
"hehehehehehehehehehehehehe…...Hahahahahahahahahaha….HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAH!"
The Undertaker went into a fit of laughter.
Ciel looked around at everyone. "Good god. How the hell did you two cause this scene?" He saw Jaz's face. "Oh lord.."
"H-how..what happened?" Lau asked.
"P-please- hehe!..No more! I don't think I could take it- Ha,Ha!" The Undertaker wiped a tear from his eye.
"Oh great gods that was priceless." Undertaker turned to Ciel. " M'lord, did you plan this beautiful affair?"
Ciel smirked. "Hmph! As the Queen's guard dog, it is my duty to use any means to get necessary information." He gestured to Cynthia and Jaz. "And using my pawns is without question. Now, about that information."
The Undertaker looked at Cynthia, and grinned.
"No, no. I need a different one~" He muttered.
Undertaker stared at Jaz, and tilted his head. "Mm~ This one looks about right."
Right now, Jaz looked under the dress of Mary Nichols's body. She reached her hand inside the "the lower regions", and dug around.
The Undertaker moved by Jaz's side, and leaned over her.
"What? She's missing her uterus. That's such a weird thing to take out…" She stroked her chin. "I mean why not a kidney, or her lungs? At least those can be useful if you want a transplant."
"Who's to say it's for that purpose, love?" The Undertaker asked.
"Mm, well there is that..- " Jaz saw the Undertaker and flinched. "Ah!"
She poked at his cheek. "Don't do that~"
Madam Red gasped. "Wait, the bodies are missing what?"
The Undertaker put his arm around Jaz, and pinched her cheek.
She tugged at his hair. "Hey, quit that. I'm not some baby."
"All my customers were such blossomed beauties unlike this one here. It is unfortunate they were severely damaged at their necks with a razor sharp tool." He ran his fingernail along Jaz's neck. "-and stripped of their womanhood."
The Undertaker was ready to motion towards Jaz's "womanhood", but Ciel and Sebastian both immediately grabbed at her arms to pull her away from the Undertaker.
"...Thanks. You can let go now." Jaz said.
Ciel glared at Sebastian. "...Ahem. She said let go."
Sebastian didn't say anything but returned a glare at Ciel.
Ciel's grip on Jaz's arm got looser and Sebastian took advantage of the moment.
He pulled Jaz over to his side.
"Ah!" She looked at him. "What's wrong with him? Isn't he supposed to-"
Sebastian's grip tightened and she winced.
"Ow!" Jaz mumbled.
She looked into his eyes and gasped. "H-he's claiming me."
"Se-Sebastian.." Ciel grumbled.
"M'lord?" The Undertaker asked.
Ciel blushed. "Uh- yes, why yes!" He cleared his throat. "So you're saying the victims have their uteruses removed from their bodies."
Lau stood by the body of Mary Nichols. "Out of curiosity, I checked. I can safely say that it has been taken."
Madam Red grimaced. "..Well, that's just...animalistic."
"Quite indeed. This type of killing is typical of a sociopathic mind, and the killer won't stop until they get caught or wind up deceased. So m'lord, do you believe you have what it takes to stop this monster?"
"Nonsense. I am bound by my family to fulfill the Queen's wishes, and that means catching and stopping Jack the Ripper."
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