He is the reaper of souls...
He is my moving shadow.
He is the darkness swelling inside me.
He is my black soul.
But he will save me.
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Sebastian Michaelis was known for his schemes-he was known as the devil hidden in the night-but he will not s...
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Episode 23 Continued - He's Not Dead
"Master Yumi," Sir Jeffery said, making me gaze up hazily, "what are you doing up at this hour?"
I lightly rubbed my eyes, haven been up on some skirt that I found in my dresser.
It took me an hour to button it, though... how did Sebastian do these things?
I gazed up then, finding my three servants (excluding Sebastian), Madam Savage, and Sir Jeffery surrounding the dining table, staring at a bunch of notes scattered among there.
"You're asking me?" I said then, lightly rubbing my eyes. "What are all of you doing out here this time of night?"
"Oh," Madam Savage said, smiling kindly. "We couldn't sleep. So, we were just going through the mystery upon us."
"Yeah," Cammie said then, "all the suspects are chained up and asleep. I made sure of it. I want to be as of any assistance I can, really."
"I feel the same," Maddox stated.
I then stepped over to the table. "Oh, well... did you find anything?"
They all sighed and shook their heads. "We know not, my lord," Sir Jeffery said. "This is infuriating, indeed."
I wonder what Deneise found then... what did she find that gave away the mastermind's person?
I shook it from my thoughts. "Do any of you know where Sebastian is? I felt him leave about five minutes ago, and he woke me up."
I was a little mad at him about it, but never mentioned it.
"And now I'm trying to find him. I need sleeping pills, I swear." I sighed heavily.
They all chuckled in agreement.
"I don't know where Sebastian went," Carter said then, scratching the back of his head. "Usually, he cleans the library this time of night, but this is a yacht. There's no library here."
"Laaaaame," Savage said then. "Some of us book nerds need some peace."
I ignored her, though, feeling a little on edge despite my grogginess. "Anyone have ideas of where me might've gone?"
