YAY! AN UPDATE!
C H A P T E R ten
"HAHAHAHA!" screeched Olaf as a he stabbed wildly at the sheets. "Die Klaussy, DIE! I HATE YOU! YOU MAKE ME LOOK BAD! AND I'M THREE TIMES YOUR AGE!"
The sheets did not move. Olaf paused for a moment to see the damage he had caused. There was not yet any blood on the sheets. Not satisfied, Olaf began again.
"Listen to me!"
Stab.
"Everything,"
Stab.
"Would have been,"
Stab.
"So much easier,"
Stab.
"Had your foolish sister,"
Stab.
"SIGNED IN HER OWN HAND!"
Stab stab stab stab stab stab stab stab stab.
Finally, something yellowish oozed out of the covers and Olaf dropped to the floor happily. "Klaus is dead," he said.
**
"Good night," said Jerome.
"Good night," said Violet.
"After this long day, you will probably sleep like a log."
Violet smiled politely and pulled the covers up to her face. She was evidently uncomfortable.
Jerome smiled and closed the door.
The next morning Jerome decided to go into Violets room. He wouldn't normally walk into a girl's room, but it was almost noon, and he thought he ought to see if she was sick. However, it was he who turned pale when he turned the doorknob and went inside. There in the space where Violet had lain the night before was a large, brown log.
& Is Klaus REALLY dead? Or is Olaf delusional? And what happened to Violet? Find out next time on KLAUS'S MISFORTUNE! The next chapter will be good. Really. Truly. For the first time.