Chapter 2
The room buzzed with conversation as the four figures began to eat a rich meal of cooked pheasant. At the head of the table sat Frank-n-Furter sporting his usual attire. To the right of him sat Magenta in her French maid uniform and to the left Columbia in her sequined outfit, both animatedly discussing their best sexual experience, as was a typical conversation of the women. Beside Magenta sat her brother who sullenly looked at his food trying his hardest to ignore the story of his sister and the man she had slept with. Frank sat back in his chair and sipped at some wine, smiling at the conversation. Of course they were both talking about sexual experiences they had enjoyed under his care and it amused him endlessly to hear of how much of a Casanova he was, even if he already knew it himself. It was halfway through Columbia's story that she was rudely interrupted by the normally silent doorbell.
"Now how strange, who would be out here so late…and in such weather?" Frank mused as he turned his head towards Riff Raff, signaling for him to answer the door.
Riff Raff silently thanked the doorbell and left the table. He began his walk through the twisting corridors to the main entrance. As he walked he too began to muse as to whom could be out this late. He knew it wasn't his delivery man as he had already received his morphine supply the night before, yet he could think of no other person who would willingly come to the castle. The only possible solution left then was that some poor, stupid human had gotten lost and had wound up at the manor…ah too bad for them, his master would surely use them for his current experiment. They still needed some facial features he believed… arriving at the door Riff Raff slowly opened it and looked down to see a completely drenched, petite teenage girl.