Is It Love? Drogo. Full Story

Chapter Three

"Something to do?"

Sarah is really weird all of a sudden. Well... Even weirder than before.

Sarah: "Yeah, stupid, huh? Sometimes I'm a real airhead!"

Yet that's not the impression she gave me. She's already a way off when she gives me a wave.

"There seems to be a problem, did I say something I shouldn't have?"

Sarah: "We'll see each other in three days when classes start!"

And with that, she literally flees. I just don't get it! I watch her go off feeling doubtful. Ok... She'll get over it, as my grandmother says!

I slowly get going myself. I'm in no rush, I want to make the most of the sun before nightfall. With a bit of luck, I'll start recognising the streets and neighborhoods a bit.

As I stroll, I think back to Sarah's curious attitude. I saw how badly she reacted to the name Bartholy. Was I imagining it? No, there is something suspicious. It's not very reassuring... Anyway, I'll find out soon enough! I'm seeing them tonight about the job. I'm looking forward to discovering where the Bartholy live and what kind of people they are...

Time to go back to the motel and order a taxi, when I arrive at the Bartholy's, daylight has gone. I take my auitcase out of the trunk and pay the taxi. I stand a moment and watch him drive away.

As I go through the gates kd the impressive property I stop short. This was not what I expected! An imposing manor house, in immenze grounds, stands before me. It must be nice to live in this kind of place! It feels like a real fair-tale manor! Better than at Hollywood Homes.

The wind suddenly gets up and rustles in the leaves of the trees. Its not very reassuring. The sound of the water flowing from a fountain adds a scary touch to this oppressice atmosphere.

'(Okay, I'm not a bit afraid!)'

I shiver and glance over my shoulder. The park is plunged into darkness. I can barely see my feet. I hunt through my bag looking for my cell phone. I dial my contact number for the Bartholy's. The ring tone echoes in my ear.

'(Go on, be nice, answer!)'

I try again and again. In vain. When I look up to the sky, some big black clouds cast a shadow across the moon. The sound of a wolf howling in the distance makes me jump out of my skin! Okay, that's it! I'm scared!! I can feel a supernatural force here. It's weird...

I hang up and go towards the house, guided by the lights in the windows. If this carries on my imagination is going to run away with me! This is the ideal setting for those sort of thoughts. I take a hold of the bannoster of the superb stone stairway that leads up to the entrance. As I climb the steps, I get a strange impression that I'm being watched.

'(This is ridiculous...)'

There is no one there. I look around again to reassure myself... Nothing... Once at the top, I smother the anxiety mounting in my chest. A screeching sound. My breathing speeds up. I turn round.

'(Is there somebody following me?)'