The House Of Anubis

13. Dead End

13. Dead End

"What now?" Amber asked. "We didn't get a clue or anything this time."

"You're right." Fabian said. "Okay, today at midnight. We'll come back down here and figure it out."

"Sibuna!" We all whispered.

That night the Sibuna gang woke up. We saw Victor sleeping in his office. We sneaked down and entered the trough the passage way.

We had our flashlights pointing everywhere.

"You guys got anything?" Fabian asked.

"No." Amber whispered. "Oh god. Look!"

We pointed our flashlights towards her. In her hand was a black cat. It was purring.

"What's Victor doing with a cat?" I asked.

"I don't know." Amber whispered. "But it's cute. I'll name it snuggles."

"You're not seriously keeping that cat are you?" Patricia scowled.

"Of course I am." She replied.

All of a sudden, we heard pouding the closet Victor had in the corner. Smoke started to come out. Fabian got closer to the closet and opend it. Amber screamed but closed her mouth. There was standing two zombies with red flashing eyes.

"I am Robert Frobisher-Smythe." One of them said. "I come back to haunt this place!"

Amber was the first one to run. We went back up to the kitchen and into our rooms. Fabian stayed with us.

"What the heck was that?!" Patricia whispered.

"Obviously a zombie!" Amber replied.

"Fabian." I said. "Are you okay to go back down to your room?"

"Yeah." He said. "See you tomorrow."

Fabian went down to his room with his heart pumping from all that fear.

"Look what I got you guys." Patricia said showing us a tube from the celler.

"I think I know why Victor has that." Amber said. "I found one of his picture's in the drawer. It was of him standing in from of the house. But the date was marked 1802. Victor is drinking that posion to make him live longer."

"So what." Patricia said. "Victor is like a billion years old?"

"No. I think Amber is right." I said. "Remember when we saw Victor drink that posion? He said he'll have enternal life."

Patricia got a water bottle, dumped the water out in the restroom sink, and dumped the posion in there.

"No one will know it's an elixeir." Patricia explained.

"Elixier? As in posion?" I had to get used to these british words.

That night I was woken up by Fabian.

"Nina!" He whispered. "Help me. Alfie has dissapeared."

I looked at the clock. It wss 3:30 a.m.

I went downstairs with Fabian and I saw Jerome with his face worried.

"Jerome and Alfie were the zombies down in the celler." Fabian explained. "They wore a costume. But when Jerome came back up Alfie was still down there. Victor went down there with some other people too.

"He's probably in the closet still." I opened the celler door. I walked down.

"Alfie?!" I whispered. "Where are you at?"

I opened the closet and he wasn't there. "Alfie?!" I opened the cabnits and on the sixth cabnit I found Alfie crouching. He was sweating and breathing heavily.

"Alfie what's wrong?" I asked.

Alfie started crying. He couldn't move. Jerome and Fabian helped up into his room. "Alfie?!" I whispered.

Alfie was twitching. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't talk. "Fabian, I'll go to sleep. I'll check up on him tomorrow."

Authors note: Hey whatsup it me again. I know this chapter was really short but i'm trying to finish this as soon as possible and start the sequel: The Mask Of Anubis hope you guys are as excited as i am. I'll update more soon! Bye! And Happy New Years!!