Behind the Castle's Door [COMPLETED]

Fifteenth Door

Clementine was already in the kitchen preparing breakfast for the girls at dawn. Since she had been gone for over a week, she had considered making something special for them, especially for Daniela. The kitchen was quiet at the moment because she was the only one there; the other staff members all got up at six, leaving her with the kitchen to herself.

Ingrid quietly entered the kitchen without Clementine noticing. The maid was still sleepy and dizzy at the moment so when she entered the kitchen horror filled her eyes seeing the woman who died yesterday was cooking she froze. She began to tremble and massaged her eyes to see whether or not she was hallucinating. But no matter how hard she tries to tell herself that it was only an hallucination, Clementine didn't go away she was still there in the kitchen, cooking a meal. When Clementine turned around to get  something, she finally noticed Ingrid standing in the doorway, her face already pale.

"Good morning, Ingrid," Clementine smiled as she greeted.

Ingrid froze and bolted from the kitchen, screaming in horror. Clementine rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Good job, Lady Dimitrescu." She shaked her head and chuckled, continuing what she was doing.

Ingrid dashed out of the kitchen as quickly as she could, stumbling into Adela in the corridor. Due to the impact of colliding with one other, they both tumble to the ground.

As Ingrid slammed into Adela, she moaned in anguish. "Why are you running like you've seen a ghost?"

"I saw Clementine in the kitchen and she's cooking!" She yelled.

"What are you talking about? She died yesterday let her rest in peace."

"I'm telling the truth! She even greeted me!"

Adela stood up and fixed her wrinkled uniform. "You haven't got enough sleep again last night did you?" She laughed.

"You won't believe me?! Fine come with me!" She said dragging Adela towards the kitchen.

The two of them entered the kitchen, but there was no sign of Clementine. The stove has been well cleaned, and there are no traces of cooking or even used equipment.

"There's no one here! You're hallucinating earlier," Adela poked Ingrid's forehead.

"What? She was here! I'm sure of it, she was here!"

Adela shaked her head. "Maybe you're just hungry that's why you're seeing things."

Ingrid wrinkled her brow as she remembered what had transpired earlier. Maybe she was just seeing things because it was still early in the morning and people have a tendency to see things early in the morning. Adela began cooking, with Ingrid assisting her with the supplies. Clementine entered the kitchen silently, seeing the two quietly working.

"Good morning," she said, drawing the two maid's attention to her.

Adela and Ingrid's eyes both widened when they saw Clementine standing in the doorway of the kitchen holding a basket of strawberries. The two of them screamed in fear and hugged each other.

"I told you she was here!" Ingrid yelled.

"What do you want from us?! Do you want a prayer for your death?" Adela also yelled.

Clementine laughed hysterically and shook her head. Who'd have guessed it'd be so entertaining?

"Guys, i'm not dead! How do you think i'm holding a basket full of strawberries if I am?"

"Ghosts can still hold things!" Adela said.

"That wasn't me in the cellar; it was a different body," she said with a wry grin. "Please don't yell; it's quite early in the morning."