【𝐀 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥】➛𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓻

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"Now may I ask what are you all doing on the floor?" A deep yet elegant voice questioned the three people on the floor, seemingly frantically searching for something, 

"Oh, Sebastian!!" A feminine voice cried "I was counting the cutlery and china yes I was! And there's missing china and silverware! Yes there is!" the woman in a maid's dress cried, 

The man stood before her and sighed, "Mey-rin...are you sure it's not your glasses again?"

A younger boy's voice perked up from behind a counter, "No!! Me an' Baldroy counted em' as well!! There's a lot missing, Sebastian!!" a blond boy exclaimed, still on the floor with all the silverware scattered in front of him...well, all that was left.

"Well, Finny...how peculiar," Sebastian put a hand on his chin, "I'll make sure to go out later in the day to buy some from the original dealers," he heaved a sigh as he reached into his pocket to pull out his pocket watch, only for it not to be there. He froze momentarily before patting himself down entirely, the three paused their searching to look at Sebastian, they had never seen him this confused before.

"Sebastian? Everythin' alright?" Baldroy asked, scratching the back of his head.

"My pocket watch..." Sebastian's face held a perplexed expression. He rushed out of the kitchen, towards his quarters.

"What's up with him?" Baldroy asked again, taking the cigarette out from his lips, Mey-rin and Finny shrugged, just as confused as he was but eventually continued with their search.

The man trashed his entire room out, where on earth could that pocket watch be? The butler distinctly remembers having it just a few hours ago. He sighed, rubbing his temples, he was supposed to be the perfect butler, how could he lose a pocket watch?

 "What a pain...I shall have to make another appointment to get a new pocket watch..." He fixed his suit before walking out and towards his master's study, all while thinking about where it could be, however, no other location came into mind. Once arrived at the door to his master's study, he knocked. 

On the other side came the stern voice of a boy, "Come in..." Sebastian walked in, still not in his full state of mind. "You're late." the boy stated firmly from his seat, irritated.

"I apologise, my lord. It appears that I have lost my pocket watch..." Sebastian bowed, and the boy raised a brow,

"You? lost something? Well...that's quite a concern, of all people in this manor you're not even on the list of forgetful people..." The boy sipped his tea, Sebastian shook his head, 

"Yes...a cup and a teaspoon have also gone missing, I wouldn't have thought anything about it until my pocket watch...it's as if they had just...disappeared, gone in an instant..." The butler sighed, and the boy, Ciel, leaned back in his chair.

"You really think it could be something that serious? I'll admit I'd expect those lot to lose things but...you, it is quite a surprise..." He sighed, "However until something more...major, actually disappears...just ignore it, I don't want unnecessary distress in the manor over lost items that we can easily replace," Ciel waved his hand, dismissing the concerned butler away.

As much as he tried to ponder where his pocketwatch could be he wondered whether it could have something to do with the missing items from the kitchen. Serving his master's tea from the utility trolley he goes over the possibilities, the thought of a thief crossed his mind but could a thief really steal something from the Phantomhive manor of all places, not just that much to manage to snatch something from his person? That's impossible.

As refills his young lord's tea, unconsciously sets back the teapot where it was. He instead heard a loud slam and crash as the porcelain pot dropped onto the wooden floor, spilling the remaining tea and startling his master half to death.

"What the devil?! Sebastian!" The boy yells, shooting daggers as his butler until he too realises the missing trolley.

It was like an endless hole. [Name]'s screams of surprise had stopped into simply staring above as she kept falling, occasionally hitting the walls where she let out sudden yelps, making her tumble to potential death much more rocky than it already was.

Another hit to the wall caused her to spin around, now facing downwards as she let out another yelp of pain from hitting her side onto the walls of the hole. She had tried grabbing onto anything, from trying to grasp at stray roots to attempting to dig her nails into the dirt, but nothing worked to even slow her fall.

Looking downwards towards where she may land, she squinted as she saw another shimmer, letting out another yell of pain as a silver pocket watch hit her face, however, she managed to grasp the chain in between her fingers, holding it close to her as it was the only thing she had managed to hold on to.

Looking back down to her potential death her back slammed against thin metal, a loud noise echoing in her eardrums as it felt as if the hole got smaller and smaller. Eventually, the seemingly neverending hole had turned into some sort of large metal pipe, at least that's what she could see as she hugged the strange pocket watch to her chest, the chain now entangled between her fingers to prevent it from whipping her face as she continued her descent.

Her dress (which she had no recollection of changing into) occasionally fluttered into her view, obstructing her vision and making her panic even more.

But alas the seemingly endless fall did come to an end; where she felt the all wind knocked out of her as she fell back-first before tumbling into a small pit.

Gasping a few moments for air she stared at the grey-skies above. The silver pocket watch clutched to her chest. She would've brushed it off as any dream, or rather— nightmare. However, the coolness of the silver pocketwatch and the smell of earth were all too real. Not to mention the pain, but that was quickly fading.

Sitting up she found herself in an open hole, dirt walls surrounding her on all four sides encasing her like a rectangular box, looking upwards, back at the grey skies, chest still rising visibly as her lungs worked to bring in all the oxygen knocked out of her from the impact of the fall.

She did not see anywhere she could've fallen from. But what made her more confused was the height of the pit she was in. Standing up the depth very well exceeded her height as she found herself in a 6-foot-deep hole.

Mustering up all of her remaining energy she jumped up and managed to get a good grasp on the grass above, using her upper body strength to push herself up and her feet pushed her torso up as she kicked up against the dirt walls.

Managing to hoist herself over the ledge, a small smile made its way to her lips as her cheek lay against green, lush grass. 

Her breathing began to calm to a steady, even pace as she rolled her body over to look back up at the sky again, the pocket watch in her palm served as some sort of reassurance.
Closing her eyes she inhaled the smell of earth before opening them again, noticing something in her upper peripheral vision making her gaze upwards, only to jump back once her eyes landed on a headstone.

Quickly standing up [Name] almost stumbled over her dirtied dress as she looked down at a headstone, her head snapped over to the hole she had just climbed out of only to realise it was an unoccupied grave. Almost tripping over her own feet she turned in the other direction, over in the distance where she saw looming buildings under a cloud of smog, yet for some reason that was better than the odd silence of the cemetery she had landed in.

Pushing open the gates out of the cemetery and running around the corner, with the hairs on the back of her neck stood up she didn't fail to feel the eyes on the back of her head as she fled.