Treading by the Hellhound

The Good Lord

"When the Hopes are Narrow and the Days hold Gloom;
What follows is the Immortal Doom."

"If he got to Chester, it would affect the party tonight." He said in a thoughtful gesture.
"Then you should probably decline it, after all it's not that necessary, is it ?" She said while turning towards her left to see the flow of water down the wall. The wall used to have a continuous flow of water, it was made such. She just looked at the water and gave attention to its voice. It came to her ears like some musical beats and that brought a gentle smile on her lips. The other moment she saw the Lord standing beside her, "Do you know why this water is so clear ?", he asked while looking deep into the flow of water.
"Because of the constant flow", while answering she gestured as if she got the answer for her own last words.
"And so, if we are to be that pure, that sound and that fresh, we need to have a constant flow" he said while turning his neck towards her.
"I should probably check the arrangements then." She said while bending her neck a bit. He gave a smile and she started moving towards the door. Out of the room, she was walking in a tunnel, moved barely forty-fifty steps and turned towards her left; now in front of a door, which she opened and went in. Inside, it was a room where there was nothing except a bed, which was kept in the middle of the room. She went towards the bed, rubbed a little on its left corner and pressed it a bit. As soon as she pressed it, a sound of some metal gears started coming from the walls and the wall behind the bed started elevating. Soon the bottom of the wall got into the ceiling like a part of it and there came three tunnels behind the wall. Two on both the corners and one in the middle. She went with the one at her left. While walking in the tunnel Kaitlyn started thinking, about the Lord, and murmuring to herself, "Why can't William understand that it is too fatal to attend the party, no matter Johnathan is there or not. No one understands what William thinks and what he does in that room alone, for days and weeks; he doesn't even take an attender. It is all messed up." Murmuring she reached a hall where there was a round table in the middle and a few people were sitting around it. The table was messy, with the pieces of shattered bones and meat. It was looking like some uncouth boorish people had just tried their hands on the table. Every member was having a glass for wine in front of them, but not wine. A few men, stranded with chains, were serving them all. The moment Kaitlyn hit the the hall, they all started moving their hands as quickly as possible. Seeing her all of the members of the table stood up. She moved forward, sat on a chair and the rest settled down following her.
Being seated she said, "There came an invitation, yesterday." Looking into the faces in front of her she further added, "It is for a party, at Lincoln Mansion, tonight."
A man, third from her left bent forward on the table and said, "Are we ready ? I am afraid we are not." As soon as he finished, another man from her right said, "There is no track of Chester, we don't even know where the girl is."
"We became ready when centuries before we raged the war. And the girl is my responsibility." Saying, she rested her back on the chair. "Lord William is certain about honoring the invitation, which leaves us with no part of discussion." She added.
The moment she finished the sentence a man at the table murmured, "This good Lord will doom us all....." he didn't even give the final stroke to his tongue to utter the last words of his sentence that an edged knife made it's way into his mouth, making him dead with his head, hands and streams of blood on the table. "Anyone else ?" Asked Kaitlyn after bringing him down. She became furious at the moment. "Then it is all levelled, we are going to pay a visit, better be ready." She gave a smile, stood up from her chair and started walking into the same tunnel she came from. The others went out of the hall through another door. Soon she reached the room with the bed again and turned around to stand facing the three tunnels again. This time she went through the one on her right. Soon she reached the end of the tunnel, which was ended in a tiny room. She entered the room, it was quite a simple one. There was only a bed, and a table was kept alongside the bed. She approached the table, pulled out its drawer and smiled looking inside it.