Dinner by Candlelight [HALLOWEEN SHORT STORY]

Dinner by Candlelight
by Jacqui

Notessss:
Sorry, this is rushed, its pretty crap, I have to go out for dinner now.
GG.
AND everytime i try to write something short, it turns into a 10 page+ story. So this is actually pretty good for me. Sigh. It starts off ok, then goes totally fail.



In the deep of night, a mansion stands. Hardly any light can be seen from within the house. Quietly, softly… the night is undisturbed.
A young lady is guided by her lover down a spiraling staircase to the dining room, where a long table has been set for two. The strike of a match… and the table is lit up by candlelight.
“Oh how spectacular, my dear! To go to so much trouble…” the young lady gushed.
“Anything for you, my little princess,” her lover whispers softly. “You know that I’ll do anything for you. I’m so sorry about last night though, it was all my fault. I’ll never do it again.”
The lady giggles, a high pitched sound that seems to echo throughout the dark mansion.
In comes a butler with a trolley laden with fine cuisines that would never be seen outside this mansion.

Food is served…

“The prawn cocktail is served, my lady.” The butler sets down the plate with a beautiful flourish. At this, the lady gives another excited giggle.
“Yes, yes Michael, hurry up and leave us,” the gentleman says with a hint of irritation.
The butler excused himself from the room, and the two lovers start eating in silence. The clang of silver cutlery sounds very loud in the silence.
Quite suddenly, the mansion groans, as if its foundations have been knocked loose.
The man jumps in his seat, then shakes his head angrily. “I’ll have to have someone check up on that. It’s so annoying,” he whines. “I’m sorry for it to have spoilt your meal my darling.”
“Oh no, not in the least! I’m very happy that you’ve done this for me, my dear. The food is great,” the lady replies.
Then, a loud BANG! Is heard from above them, and both look up at the ceiling, frightened.
“Michael!? What’s happening up there? I’ll have you know that your pay will be altered severely if you’re playing a trick on us!” the man shouts angrily.

The shout echoes back in silence.

“Michael!?” By now, the man’s voice trembles slightly.
Then there is another loud BANG! that makes him jump to his feet.
“MICHAEL!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” he shouts once more, and now his voice gets very nervous.
“Dear, what’s happening? I’m scared,” whimpers the lady.
There is another BANG! and the candles blow out, sweeping the room into darkness. A loud thud is heard.
“Dear? Dear!? Where are you!? What’s happening!?” the lady starts to cry.

There’s no answer.

When she finally gathers her wits and relights the candles, the sight of her beloved makes her give a bloodcurdling scream.

A knife through his throat. Dead.

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“Well, I’d say good riddance! He was a terrible person, and karma has come back to get at him,” states a detective. Many onlookers nod solemnly.
It’s the morning after the death of the marquis, and police have spilled into the mansion, investigating the scene.
The lady who is still hysterical stops sobbing to shout, “It’s that butler Michael’s fault! I just know he did it. He always did hate the marquis! Arrest him! Arrest him!”
“Please calm down milady, we’ll get to the bottom of this. Well, whatever. It probably is the butler. There were only three people in the house at time of death, and he’s obviously the one who killed the marquis. Arrest him,” says the detective. “OK, case solved. Out to breakfast everybody!”
The police handcuff the butler, and drag him out the door.
“Wa..Wait! I don’t have anything to do with this!” screams the butler. “Someone knocked me out before I even served dinner to the master! I swear that I didn’t kill him!”
“Stop spewing your nonsense! Would you accuse the madam to have killed her lover? How dare you insult the madam! We all know that she loved the marquis so much, even if it was a short term relationship, and is a respectful member of our society!” exclaims the detective. “Enough! Don’t let this murderer soil our madam’s name any further. Take him out!”

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“…fantastic disguise once again. Thanks to you we got away safely,” a voice purrs.
“Why thank you, my lady. We all know what happens to those who make you angry,” the second voice said silkily. “They fall down for you, with a knife in their throat. A beautiful ending...”


No one will ever suspect.
Everyone falls for her trap.
They live on; the murderess and her faithful butler...



And in case everything doesnt make sense (it probably doesnt make sense), the lady and her 'sidekick' butler are the killers. Butler knocks out marquis' butler, disguises as his butler, serves food, rocks the house(dont ask how) and kills marquis.
yep. pretty crap.

I understand it! o:.

It's a bit strangeee.. whyyyyy... did she kill hiimmm..

“You know that I’ll do anything for you. I’m so sorry about last night though, it was all my fault. I’ll never do it again.”

Its open for your imagination hehe..

wutwut. What's that? o:.

means he did something by mistake and she never forgave him.

Interesting story Jacqui... but you've got some better ones.