Chapter 11 – One after the other
So someone drove into our power line thing or something so this whole street has got a black out and so this is my chance to write. I was laughing so hard because I was in the middle of watching Studio Ghibli when the power went out and the internet shut down. Since I have posted this chapter then obviously I got the power back but right now, which is 7:09pm I am sitting in the dark with my laptop screen as the only source of light.
I DO NOT OWN BLACK BUTLER
Alice: You people rely on electricity too much. Why not use candles?
Me: I don't use candles, besides the laptop has sufficient lighting.
Sebastian: Laptop?
Me: It's the latest technology which allows me to type much faster than a type writer or writing things by hand. Also everything is much neater and more organized. Laptops make it so much easier to do things in life.
Ciel: Interesting…So technology has advanced that much.
Alice: I guess Sebastian would be able to possibly see and use one in future.
Me: Yeah, that's if he lives that long.
Sebastian: I'm one hell of a demon so of course I will live that long.
Me: Hopefully not…
Alice's P.O.V.~
Everyone stared in shock as the limp and pale body of Lord Siemens rested in the arm chair, drool slowly running out of his filthy mouth.
"What's with all the racket!"
Ciel still in his night clothes walked into the room with Tanaka in his real form behind him.
"Ciel!"
"Young Master!"
Ciel looks shocked at the body, instantly Ciel and Sebastian exchange glances.
Finally someone spoke up from the group of guests standing at the doorway.
"Anyway, we shouldn't move anything until the yard arrive-"
Bard spoke up, interrupting Grimsby,
"No. It'd be better if we move the body now. I can't say this in a nicer way but meat rots faster than you might think. Even if we turn off the fire now…It won't be long before he's nothing but stinking flesh and bones."
Irene stubbles at the sound of something rotting.
"We should move his body to a cool damp place, Finny, bring a stretcher. We're taking the body into the cellar." Sebastian orders as everyone stands back while Finny and Bard carry the body to the cellar.
Lau and his mischievousness made an appearance after all that drama. I had totally forgotten that he was here.
"Well, I don't think the Yard would be here soon, I mean look at the storm outside!"
Woodley who was very tired and scared yelled at Lau, demanding answers.
"Wait! So we can't leave then!"
"well of course. No one would be stupid enough to leave this place in a storm like that. And no one would come here either…"
"That's insane! I'm not staying in a place with a murderer on the loose!"
"Ah yes… This would mean that the murderer is still in the mansion."
Charles looked at everyone and smirked.
"That would have to mean that…if you think logically, that one of us would be the killer, don't ya think?"
Everyone suddenly realized the possibility and started screaming at each other.
"Why us?! This isn't some joke!"
"that's right!"
Wordsworth sighed,
"Well, we have just met each other-"
"AH!"
Irene's sweet voice caused us all to shut up and look at her.
"When we arrived, the door was locked right?"
I thought for a bit then replied,
"Yeah, why?"
"So wouldn't it be likely that someone broke in through the window, locked the door to leave time for an escape and then went back out the window?"
She had a point, but that wouldn't seem likely in this case…
"But if you came in through this kind of rain…you would leave footprints…Not to mention this is the second floor. And the windows are locked.."
Well that blew that point.
Grimsby came up with another theory,
"Then someone locked it from the hall way and escaped that way…"
Sebastian spoke up, holding one of the precious keys to this mansion.
"That is unlikely… The keys for this mansion will all go with the original ward locks from when this mansion was first built…They are complex pieces so it is very unlikely that someone other than a craftsman could forge an imitation. Also the keys are all locked up in a special safe which only I have the key to. Therefore the keys couldn't have been stolen…"
"Wait, so that means…"
Sebastian smirked at me as I tilted my head in confusion,
"This means that it is a locked room murder…"
Again the loud mouth Woodley yelled at us again,
"Preposterous, this is not some novel!"
"Well, if someone published this kind of crude locked room mystery, they would surely got complaints… Wouldn't you agree, Wordsworth?"
"Ah! That's right… Surely if you used that…"
Everyone looked at Ciel and Wordsworth, everyone very confused…
"A needle and thread. It works like this, you jab the needle and thread In to the door, somewhere to hold the latch in place. Then you pull the thread down under the door and go outside of the room. Finally if you pull the thread carefully, to avoid breaking it and manage to pull out needle out…The latch will close and you'll be able to lock it!"
"That means that anyone here could be the murderer…"
This caused a lot of commotion as everyone started screaming over the top of each other to prove their innocence.
So I stepped in and calmed everyone down.
"Shut Up!"
Everyone shut up but glared at each other and listened to me,
"If you have an alibi to cover that time, you're safe…"
Grimsby was with Irene in the billiards room as was Charles, Wordsworth, Phelps and myself.
Lau and Ran Mau was in the lounge with Woodley with Sebastian and Mey-Rin, Finny and Bard were cleaning up.
Which means that the only person left is…
Ciel.
Everyone directed their attention to Ciel who knew that he was the prime suspect right now.
So it was decided that Wordsworth would spend the night with Ciel just to make sure that Ciel wasn't guilty and if he was, wouldn't go off and kill someone else.
That night, Sebastian came to Mey-Rin and my room.
I got the door to find him smirking at me,
"Sebastian?! What are you doing here in the middle of the night?!"
He chuckles slightly, and hands me an owl.
"I want you to release this owl at exactly dawn, Understood?"
"Yeah…SO, you woke me up in the middle of the night to give me an owl? A bloody owl?!"
"Quiet, you'll wake up the other guests…"
"Argh! Fine. Why don't you do it?"
"I have something to attend to, just do it… I'm counting on you.."
"Yeah, Yeah… I swear if you do something stupid…Don't think that anyone would save you."
"Yes, Of course…."
He planted a kiss on my head and left.
That morning, Tanaka got Mey-Rin and I instead of Sebastian and I immediately knew, something was not right.
I quickly got changed and ran with Tanaka to Ciel's room where he was awake with Wordsworth and waiting for Sebastian.
"Tanaka? Where's Sebastian? Alice?!"
"I don't know! Tanaka woke me up instead of Sebastian. I wasn't told what happened…"
"I'm afraid, something has happened…"
Ciel, Wordsworth and I rushed off to where everyone else was waiting.
The guests were all very alarmed and horrified, the servants were sobbing and when Ciel and I reached the doorway, to our shock and horror, my heart stopped.
On the floor was Sebastian with a poker in his chest, blood splattered against the floor and his face frozen in an expression of pure shock and agony.
"Se-bas-tian?"
I took a step forward and so did Ciel. I stopped though and dropped to my knees, tears rolled down my face and fell to the floor.
I started to laugh, chuckling slightly…
"Ha…Ha…Ha…Sebastian you idiot! You promised you wouldn't do something stupid! YOU PROMISED!"
I fell to the floor, crying as Mey-Rin held me tight and moved me away from the body.
Ciel stood right next to the body.
" OI Sebastian! Stop fooling around! Sleeping on the floor doesn't look all that comfortable to me! Exactly how long to you plan to pretend to be asleep?"
No answer, everyone was too sad and afraid to say anything…
Ciel stomped on Sebastian's chest, placing one foot on his chest.
"Didn't you hear me Sebastian? I said get up!"
Still no answer…
Ciel finally lost it as he pulled out the poker and grabbed Sebastian, shaking him back and forth, trying to get him to wake up.
"THAT'S AN ORDER! SEBASTIAN! I SAID GET UP!"
Ciel kept slapping Sebastian hard in the face, relentlessly attacking him.
Finally Bard stopped him,
"Young Master…Give it a rest will you? He's already dead…"
"You're kidding me right?"
Ciel closed Sebastian's eyes and refused to leave his side.
Mey-Rin grabbed him and pulled him away, as Bard and Finny took his body down to the cellar.
I watched silently, on the brink of another round of crying when I head Lau chuckle slightly,
"It would be impossible for the confined Earl to commit this murder right? Things just got interesting…."
After Wordsworth had examined the body, we found that there was 2 injuries, the one to his chest and another to his head. There were two theories, one was that the killer couldn't kill him from just an attack to the head, so he or she stabbed him in the chest. Or that there were multiple killers and I was surely going to slowly kill them and enjoy doing it.
It was still stormy outside. Everyone went to eat but no one was touching their food at first. Well no one except for Charles. He immediately dug in and even asked if he could have another.
Charles noticed that Irene didn't want to eat hers so he asked,
"Hey, since there's some left over, can I have it?"
"Yes, feel free to…"
"NO, I meant the one next to you…"
" Oh my.. there's an extra one. Maybe the chef got it wrong…"
"The one who prepared breakfast was Sbeastian and he couldn't have mixed up the numbers,"
"Wait then who- Ah! It's Mr Phelps!"
"Oh yeah! He has no presence so we didn't notice that he was not here…"
"Looks like he over slept too much!"
Woodley chuckled slightly but Wordsworth wasn't thinking the same. Neither was Ciel or myself.
"Shouldn't we go into the Earl's room to check?"
"I'll take you there…"
SO everyone ran up to Ciel's room, we knocked on the door, then started banging on it but no answer.
What we feared was mostly know a reality.
Nothing we did was opening the door until Charles cut down the door with his rapier, carrying a plate of food with him.
We ran in to find Phelps sprawled on the floor. Foam coming from his mouth and it looked like he had been clawing his way to the door but died halfway there.
There are two puncture wounds on his neck so it was possibly poison by needle. Irene thought it was Carmilla the Vampire but everyone thought that was a stupid idea.
I didn't though. If there are demons and Grim Reapers then why not Vampires?
"2:38…"
"Ah, that's the clock that I have next to my bedside… I guess it broke when it fell from him writhing in pain…"
We all gathered in the hall and Wordsworth drew out a chart. Everyone had at least one person that they could have killed except for Wordsworth. Figures because the guy was always in the right place…
Woodley lost it. He thought that we were accusing him as well as everyone else that he was a murderer and he went rampage. He hit Wordsworth so hard that he smashed into the table while Ciel glared at him.
"The one is telling you to sit down is me. SO sit down already…"
He shouted at Ciel and attempted to punch him when I jumped in and twisted his wrist and threw him to the ground. I kept him in a lock and held him down firm. Even for a guy with his strength, he was no match for me.
"Shut up and sit down!"
I hissed, glaring right into his eyes as he shivered slightly. Ciel gave me the order to release him and I got up. He held his wrist and glared at me but finally shut up and sat down.
"The only person who hasn't and couldn't be the criminal is Wordsworth. So it's safe to say that I would like to have him in charge of what we do now…"
Everyone agreed and Ciel gave him his special smile. I never got used to that because it was terrifying. Wordsworth looked very shocked as he couldn't fathom why Ciel was smiling in a situation like this. Honestly, no one wanted to be in this place anymore. The sooner everyone was gone, the better. And I just wanted this nightmare to end. I wanted to wake up and see Sebastian yelling at me to wake me up. It was strange to say but I felt comfortable with him around.
It was almost killing me that he was gone. Deep down I knew he wasn't dead but right now, I was such a mess that I couldn't think anymore. All I knew was that Sebastian better be alive or I would never forgive him even in Hell.
But my job now was to protect Ciel without Sebastian, even if I liked it or not…
End of the chapter
Ok, so an hour later, the power finally came back. Sorry that this chapter was shorter than usual. Anyway I hope that you guys enjoyed it and stay tuned for the next chapter!