A nightmares Journey (remastered)

chapter 3 the cursed kitchen

the next day broke to fast for my liking , my head hurted and my stomach twisted which is what woke me up. I moaned out of nausea. I wondered if the nauseous was caused by the whisky or rather by my Nightmare I had. I felt sick to my stomach but remembered the night before quite clearly I was pretty sure I had to much whisky. I walked to the Bathroom to throw up. while I vomited I thought about what roger said yesterday. everything seemed so clearly. however Maxwell did not like me to hear it yet. the Maw called me but for what reason? after I threw up last time I thought I had everything out. suddenly knocked the door. "NOT NOW! " I shouted I choughed the last part of my barf out." I feel sick" I moaned and flushed the toilet. the Door knocked again. the one seemed not to understand that I was sick. I stood up and walked torwards the door, opening it. I could not hold my stand and fell on the Arms of flabby soft hands wich was holding me. as I land on the body I smelled the smell of freshly backed bread. however. I felt save now. The giant flabby hands lifted me up with an playful ease almost throwing me in some playfull manner , another arm wrapped itself arround my legs so it carried me on booth of its giant arms. I can see its face. It was that odd looking chef again , his weired fishface still imprinted in an very recent memory of mine , examining it caused my heart to pound again like yesterday. I giggled of emberassment "hey... eh.. its kind of awkward" I said. the chef looked at me "don't tell me you got a hangover? " he asked me I looked at the chef "I can explain" I said. I blushed and gulped. the chef gave no awnser. staring at me with his dull sheep eyes. " eh... I drank whisky... and I realize I couldn't take alcohol that much" I said. I felt while being in the arms of the big chef better. the chef walked in my room while holding me. "Whisky? From who? " he asked. I looked on the floor "At night I woke up from musics from down there and I was curious..." I said "I heard. Magpie noises too.. as always.... does the bellhop play?" the chef asked me. I shaked my head "I don't think you get a good reaction if I awnser it now" I awnsered. the chef looked at me as he would not understand what I was talking about. so I said it "It was the Janitor... he played" the chef made a dull laughing noise, as he would hear a joke "magpie cant play. Magpie cannot...see.  vermin." he said the chef called him a macpie because he horded stuff to the lair. I opened my eyes even more as the realization hit me again. "Well... are you hungry?" the chef asked me and touched my stomach. I looked at him "I think I shall rather eat now" I took the plate he carried with and start to eat . the chef watched me with delight but was still holding onto me.he had forgotton that he even did. I looked at the chef who looked back at me " are you feeling good now?" he asked me I awnsered to him "much better" I said and smiled. the chef made a delightful sound " you come?" he asked me. I was confused but spending my time with him won't hurt anybody "yes" I awnsered him. he carried me out of the door, closing my door and walked with me on his arms. he mumbles while he did "spending time with magpie" he mumbled and snorted " and not with me or my brother" he continued. he sounded very jealous. I noticed that and wondered actually he did. he looked at me "will you spend time with us now?! ". I looked at him "I guess. You told me I should look the kitchen and meet your brother"I awnsered still in confusion what would expect me. "gonna be fun I promise" he said.