Ren and Sistine, shielding their eyes and heads under the covers, heard about three doors opening and closing again. While the sound of crying was approaching, as if standing right at the door of their room. They thought she might take the soul of anyone who wasn't asleep yet. Like a quiet night partying, the uninvited must sleep. If not, means ready to bear the consequences.
They whispered to each other, while they could.
"Hey, what about Birdnest?"
"I don't know, there's no signs,"
#Crrack ngakkk~
The sound of a door elbow being pressed, then slowly pushed.
Now they closed their eyes and as much as possible relaxed their expressions so as not to look suspicious. Their ears sharpened, heard the sound of snorting nose sucking breath crying and snot.
As the blanket was gently pulled back, cold wind began to embrace Sistine and Ren's heads. The footsteps they heard walked towards the window slowly. The shuffling of cloth could be heard dragging gently across the floor, farther and farther away. It wasn't until the sound of the door closing that they dared to open their eyes.
"You alive?" Ren whispered, then let her breath pant after being held trying to calm down.
“I don't know…” Sistine did the same, but it could be seen that the vibration of the bed was caused by her heart pounding against her chest too fast. 'Something like that?"
After the crying voices were no longer heard, they immediately woke up. Their trembling legs were forced to follow the source of their own fear.
Just before they lifted the doorknob, Sistine remembered something.
“Ren, if it's like this isn't it better for you to wear that evil spirit's protective necklace? That sapphire necklace!” Sistine made a suggestion.
Ren was surprised to hear that. She had never shown the necklace to them before. She remembered saying that the necklace was important, but she couldn't remember saying that it was a guardian of evil spirits. But since the terrain was silver, Ren immediately knew that it was common knowledge. Evil spirits are afraid of silver, just like in the movies.
"Ah, why are you smart, Sis!" Ren pinched her best friend's cheek for a moment.
“O-ouch! T-that's rude! I'm always smart when needed!” Sistine protested in a whisper, not serious.
Ren unzipped the widest of the four. Ren's hand reached into the contents of her dark tosca green backpack. The bright green walls backpack made of polyester material carry loads of clothes. But still haven't found it.
Until she opened the smallest zipper, her feelings were replaced with relief. She received a velvet black box. Opening it slowly, there was an oval sapphire necklace, surrounded by looks like silver necklace. She immediately put on her neck.
"Actually, I've been curious for a long time, why did you have a necklace as beautiful as this?" asked Sistine, her eyes close as almost touching to the sapphire.
"I don't know, I don't really understand either. My aunt from the orphanage said I can't sell this necklace. Someday it will definitely come in handy, I think this is it," added Ren, "Oh yeah, I was seven years old then,"
Hurried them, and now right behind Ren bedroom door. From Ren's trembling hands, a tingling feeling ran through her body. After that door, Ren couldn't be sure what happened. Their situation could by no means be assured, even though the sound had disappeared.
The scenario was that she, the crying lady, could be waiting in a corner of the corridor, so that when the door opened she could give Ren and Sistine at least a heart attack. Or the last scenario that Ren thought, that the woman is not a ghost but a kidnapper who is planning things that the three of them didn't know.
Ren stopped, while Sistine who was behind her learned that.
“H-how about we cancel it, Ren?” Sistine grabbed Ren's shoulder.
Ren closed her eyes for a moment, shook her head quickly and slapped her cheeks simultaneously. Leaving red scars.
“No, stick to the plan!” Ren said firmly, to herself and Sistine. Now Ren's hand presses the doorknob slowly to disguise the sound of her articulation, she opens it slowly. Ren immediately turned her head to the left.
Just a wall? she thought. That meant the first scenario she thought of didn't materialize. She then turned to the right, towards the corridor, also seemed safe. The opposite room is Cake's room, looking normally closed.
As if the footsteps of a thief were kept to a minimum, Ren and Sistine crept towards the door of Grunt's room. With a slight bow, Ren looked around the corridor.
Ren wondered whether the sound of knocking on the door would be too loud or not.
“Sis, you watch the corridor. I'm going to knock on this door,” Ren shouted turning to her comrade behind.
Not a very good idea, but in case there was any danger her eyes caught it first, Sistine thought. Not wanting to say a word for fear of making too much noise, Sistine nodded. She turned and looked down at Ren's hips, white pajamas with a rabbit pattern.
#Knock, knock~
Slowly and carefully. Ren didn't need to turn towards the corridor since Sistine was currently doing the task.
She knocked twice, Ren and Sistine apart from being irritated they were also worried. Afraid, the sound of crying will be heard again.
“Birdnest! Hoooi~” Ren whispered forcefully, pressing lightly on the doorknob.
What they were worried about, happened in the end. The sound of crying began to be heard, from the ground floor. Ren thought it was still too soon to panic.
He still hasn't opened it, even though Ren knocked ten times. Sistine shuddered in fear, as if she wanted to wrap herself up and hide her eyes from the sound of crying. The good news is that the sound of crying settles in and doesn't come any closer.
The bad news is that Grunt door shuts tightly with no response. They thought that it could be useless until morning. It shouldn't be hard to wake Grunt up, but anyone who's exhausted should be asleep. Moreover, they start to think, drizzle at night is a natural sleeping pills.
#Slam! slam!
Ren punched the door open, it was impossible for people not to hear. The noise should have traveled and echoed through the corridors and stairwells. Ren who had lost her temper naturally loosened her security. Sistine had a startled step backwards. She didn't protest because in the end the door opened.
“You idiot! It takes an eternity!" Sistine's mouth began to curse at Grunt whose eyes wink many times and his mouth yawned.
“A-ah… sorry. I… fell asleep,” he begged. Because Ren's face was quite disappointed, he immediately stepped to lead the line. "Come on then,"
They took two steps, suddenly...
Empty lightning flashed, splitting the shadows and darkness on the walls around the corridor. There is a reflection of a woman's shadow that is getting bigger.
“Dam-dammit! She's headed this way!” shouted Ren. they spontaneously disbanded. They agreed to hide in the room for the safety.
Now Ren and Sistine wrapped themselves in blankets again. They faced each other to confirm the state..
#Tap..tap..tap
The sound of footsteps getting faster and closer, getting louder. But the two people, Ren and Sistine, didn't listen to the sound of crying. But two small conversations, sounding like the voice of an astonished maid with a loud bang that Ren made by loosened her temper after knocking so much that Grunt didn’t respond. The voice was a low whisper.
“Hm… lately the rats have become worse and worsen! I'm starting to worry!”
“Yeah…. Maybe… they… are planning something…. Are times like… this the right… time?”
Ren and Sistine opened their eyes slowly, looking at each other. They opened their ears wide, hearing further the conversation under the covers.
“Agnes, don't be reckless! We are not sure, everything is not certain!”
“Whichever… doesn't matter. But… I think the day after tomorrow… will also be worse…. That, the only one…”
"They'll never come home before then!"
"Whatever ... the important thing is she is full. At least… Lady De Polcester won't be wailing loudly….”
"So how? Do you have any suggestions?"
Hearing that dialogue, Ren and Sistine tightened their faces, terrified and horrified. The conversation briefly opened their minds to imagine what happened in a real movie. They are where they shouldn't be. Moreover, hearing the words ‘They’ll never come home’ made Sistine's tears fall slowly, then wet the bed.
“One by one… like chess. Take the queen… then the king will be easier….”
“Hm… sounds promising.”
Then, the Footsteps sounded far away, now the situation should have allowed Ren and Sistine to get out of the blanket. However, the fear they received did not go away, but grew bigger and worsen.
Ren spontaneously, typed a message on her cellphone to cancel the plan. They realized that Grunt must have overheard the conversation, or even Mr. Cake.
They plan to go home tomorrow as soon as possible. And that… is the perfect plan for them, since the beginning.
The problem is… again as a beginner, surprise is a big enemy waiting for Ren, Sistine and Grunt tomorrow.
As if something was waiting and grinning widely, as the faces of the three youngsters despaired the next day.
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