DeadGirlSaint

“I was sitting on the ground looking up as black feathers floated down around me in the moonlight. All the while these two piercing eyes stared at me from a distance hidden by the trees. I felt like a small child lost in the woods while a hungry wolf licked it’s lips waiting for it’s moment to strike. I knew he was there but when I would turn to look,… he would be gone. A blurry figure would rush past in the corner of my eye and tried my best not to scream. It wouldn’t be till I heard the snap of a twig behind me would I get up and start running. I ran through the trees, pushing the hanging limbs out of my way, a

  I run to my door and look down the hallway. I have no idea what that explosion was or where it came from but all I can see a small bit of smoke rising up from the first floor. Running through the hall and down the stairs I follow the smoke just in case it’s a fire. “The last thing I need is for this place to burn down before I even get to start working.” I reach a set of swing doors that seem to hide the cause of the smoke. Pushing them in I step in to see a disaster of a kitchen that looks like it was just bombed. “Oh my God! What the hell happen?” I asks with out knowing if any one is there to answer or not.

“Excuse me Sir. Might you know where I could find the umm..” Loral looks down at the paper in her hand to make sure she pronounces the name correctly. “Phantomhive Manor?”   The man on top of the carriage perch looked down at her a bit bewildered. “Yes ma’am. You head straight down this street here till you see the large iron gates.” Loral looked toward the road he was pointing at and smiles. She thought she had been completely lost but she was only one turn and a stone throw from the address listed in the help wanted paper. “Thank you sir!” She smiled and bowed at him in appreciation and