Chapter 7
Countdown: 3 days
Cornelius was back up. Light came through the windows of the infirmary. "Thought you'd never be up. Skipper got up a while ago, might want to apologize to him. When I sent him to get you, I didn't think you'd do that. How long have you had a problem." The abbot was standing over the hare.
"Oh, er father abbot! Um... where's Skipper." Cornelius was nervous. He didn't think anyone knew.
"Kitchens. First however, your problem."
"I don't have a problem."
"You only talk like a hare when you drunk or really surprised. You talked like one in the kitchens a few days ago when we were baking cake. And I know your sane and smart, and it would take and insane beast, a drunk beast, or a stupid beast to make that thing you make. And when that thing happened, you fainted. You only faint when you have had something to drink. So tell me."
"It doesn't matter now! We'll all be dead soon!"
"Cornelius!" The abbots temper was rising. "I need to know I can trust you."
"Can't trust anybeast now, really."
"I can have you locked up for what you did to Skipper. We were surprised he made it."
"I've been doing it on and off."
"For how long."
Cornelius was trapped. He didn't want to tell the abbot, but... "Fifteen seasons."
Allayne walked in. "Where's Sister Lisa? She was supposed to check my arm."
"She went to check on Skipper." He turned back to Cornelius. "Why?"
"After my mother died, I just needed, um... comfort."
"Not friends?"
"I....I just felt better." The hare was moving his paws nervously, his head looking down."
Sister Lisa came in. She saw the abbot, and Allayne, and remembered, looking embarrased. "Oh! Sorry! I completely forgot with Skipper acting strangely. Probably just from the knock on the head. Okay, Morty, let me start with you."
Feeling his jaw, she smiled, and said, "Okay, I can remove the cast now." Slicing through it with a small knife, the ferret felt his jaw, and twinged. Sister Lisa almost laughed, and said, "Its going to be bruised for a while." She moved to Arrayne. Checking her cast, she said, "It should stay on for now. You both could do with some food, Cornelius needs to stay away for now."
Cornelius shouted from his bed. "Why?"
"You need to be away from the cellars. Morty, Allayne, you should see about vittles."
They both left, leaving the protesting hare and the infirmary sister behind.
"I need to eat too!"
"Heres something I dug up from the records. Good old Nettle Broth!"
Cornelius's scream was cut short with the sounds of the infirmary sister opening his mouth and pouring the broth in it.
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The abbot and Allayne came into the Great Hall. They were chuckling at what Sister Lisa had done to Cornelius. They stopped as they saw Skipper in the corner. They moved over, to check on their friend, who had bandages on his head.
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Countdown: 3 days
Cornelius was back up. Light came through the windows of the infirmary. "Thought you'd never be up. Skipper got up a while ago, might want to apologize to him. When I sent him to get you, I didn't think you'd do that. How long have you had a problem." The abbot was standing over the hare.
"Oh, er father abbot! Um... where's Skipper." Cornelius was nervous. He didn't think anyone knew.
"Kitchens. First however, your problem."
"I don't have a problem."
"You only talk like a hare when you drunk or really surprised. You talked like one in the kitchens a few days ago when we were baking cake. And I know your sane and smart, and it would take and insane beast, a drunk beast, or a stupid beast to make that thing you make. And when that thing happened, you fainted. You only faint when you have had something to drink. So tell me."
"It doesn't matter now! We'll all be dead soon!"
"Cornelius!" The abbots temper was rising. "I need to know I can trust you."
"Can't trust anybeast now, really."
"I can have you locked up for what you did to Skipper. We were surprised he made it."
"I've been doing it on and off."
"For how long."
Cornelius was trapped. He didn't want to tell the abbot, but... "Fifteen seasons."
Allayne walked in. "Where's Sister Lisa? She was supposed to check my arm."
"She went to check on Skipper." He turned back to Cornelius. "Why?"
"After my mother died, I just needed, um... comfort."
"Not friends?"
"I....I just felt better." The hare was moving his paws nervously, his head looking down."
Sister Lisa came in. She saw the abbot, and Allayne, and remembered, looking embarrased. "Oh! Sorry! I completely forgot with Skipper acting strangely. Probably just from the knock on the head. Okay, Morty, let me start with you."
Feeling his jaw, she smiled, and said, "Okay, I can remove the cast now." Slicing through it with a small knife, the ferret felt his jaw, and twinged. Sister Lisa almost laughed, and said, "Its going to be bruised for a while." She moved to Arrayne. Checking her cast, she said, "It should stay on for now. You both could do with some food, Cornelius needs to stay away for now."
Cornelius shouted from his bed. "Why?"
"You need to be away from the cellars. Morty, Allayne, you should see about vittles."
They both left, leaving the protesting hare and the infirmary sister behind.
"I need to eat too!"
"Heres something I dug up from the records. Good old Nettle Broth!"
Cornelius's scream was cut short with the sounds of the infirmary sister opening his mouth and pouring the broth in it.
l¯¯¯ll¯¯¯ll¯¯¯ll¯¯¯ll
The abbot and Allayne came into the Great Hall. They were chuckling at what Sister Lisa had done to Cornelius. They stopped as they saw Skipper in the corner. They moved over, to check on their friend, who had bandages on his head.
WA: Cast your vote Today! Who do you think the killer is(The body he uses)? Put it in your reviews. You may change your vote at anytime. The winner(s) will recieve source code for my game, The Redwall Game.
Note: There are still two more parts to this story, and the killer will be the same throughout each, and will be revealed at the last murder.
WA: New! Have a palm? Goto for a palm ebook format copy, updated with this story.
Requirements: Any Palm Handheld Any Palm OS TiBR or eReader(Palm-Reader) 21KB of RAM