Murder at Griffidonce Manor

Chapter 6 Jack the Ripper

    As she walked down the hall, she saw Mr. Veitch stabbed repeatedly and Mrs. Graves body opened like the others. While walking down the hall she heard some type of glass break. She headed towards the stairs. She saw the light from the lightning go through the window in the cathedral wall. She tiptoed down the stairs, once she got to the bottom of the stairs she peeked in the Dining Hall and saw her rose vase broken, thrown. The Black Rose had a piece of paper attached to it. She picked up the rose and took of the paper and unfolded it. It was a letter, and it read.

           Dear Miss Griffidonce,
                      If you are reading this letter, then that means that means it is Guy Fawkes Day. You have been my main target since 1881. I've been watching you and following you. Every action you made, every word you spoke, I was there. I took notes and  discovered you daily routine.I know you, I am you. So if you are reading this, then today is when the Reaper stops by to collect your soul. You will die today. I am here and ready when you are.

                                                               Your Butler,
                                                          Jack the Ripper

       She stood there confused on what it meant, but while thinking, she was approached and stabbed in the back. She gasped for air and heard a voice that said,"Good Evening, madame," a voice said from behind her. She fell into his arms and was laid down on the floor. She discovered who Jack the Ripper was. Her own butler.
"But you were dead." she said as she was trying to gasp for air.
"It's amazing on what pigs blood can do to trick people like you." replied Jack. Jack was undressed from his butler outfit and was wearing a black vest with a red button up shirt with black khakis, and his famous black cape.
"Why did you do this?" Miss Griffidonce asked,"Why did you take those peoples parts?"
"You see," explained Jack," I am in need of money. Once my mother became ill, she was sent to the hospital, I went broke to help my mothers recovery. She was put to sleep with anesthesia and is in need of a special type of medicine. However, that costs money. So being the surgeon I am; I decided to take some of peoples parts and sell them on the black market. Want to know what the funny thing is?" asked Jack,"It's actually quite amusing."
"But why take parts from a harlot?" asked Miss Griffidonce as she laid there bleeding to her death.
"Who cares for a harlot, there just disgusting women without a proper man in her life. I do it for the sake of my mother. You know what she told before I left to get money she said,"Can you feel my heart." I told her yes, then she said that her heart was as fast as a Jack Rabbit for her love to me. So thats how my name came to be. Jack the Ripper."
"Why did you kill everyone here, they weren't a harlot?" asked Miss Griffidonce.
"Yes they were, they've always been a harlot. Before they got married to a rich man, they worked for other men. What they do is revolting." Jack said as he stared at her while she was gasping for air and repeating The Lord's Prayer.
"Whats the matter? You think God will save you?" Jack laughed and said,"There is no God, if there was then this would have never happened to my mother. The only thing that lives in this world is pain."
"You are being tormented by a demon. You and I can stop that... together." Miss Griffidonce said.
"My dear lady," said Jack,"Neither a demon or angel are not responsible for my actions that I made. This is something I must do and cannot stop."
"Yes you can, you just half to have faith in yourself." Miss Griffidonce said as she tried to take a hold of his hand.
"Faith does not exist in the world of pain," Jack yelled," there has never been any faith. For what had happened to my mother I need as much money I can put my hands on. She is the only thing that matters to me. Not God. I am terribly sorry madam, but it's time for you to go to sleep."
Miss Griffidonce laid there for her final minute she breathed one more time than nothing came out. Her last tear dropped from the side of her cheek and she was gone.
"Poor, poor, Miss. Griffidonce." Jack said as he got up and started to pack his tools in his bag. "Well, I must find another job." Jack said as he put on his top hat, and walked out the door into the rainy night. After he left, the rain started to settle and the roads were clear to walk. Jack the Ripper walked down the road and into the fog, never to be seen again.