(Back to Claude's POV)
Claude watched as his master fell and he was too slow to prevent it. But he knew one thing, that the manor had a rather supernatural presence. He wondered why it was after his master? As far as Claude was aware, this was the home of his master's previous family. He could see why the spirits would be after Sebastian and Ciel.
The butler looked over at Sebastian, regaining his composure. There was clear signs of worry in Sebastians eyes. Claude was worried but he wasn't going to show or let Sebastian know it.
"We should start looking for a way to reach them," Claude told Sebastian, "they won't last for much longer"
"For once we can agree on something" Sebastian said with a small sigh.
As if on que a candle lit up off to the left of the butlers, illuminating an entrance to a hallway. Claude sighs and pushes up his glasses.
"That is most likely where we should start," Claude said "I'll have you know I rather enjoy being around my new master, shall we go and rescue our prey?"
"We shall" replied Sebastian.
As the two butlers made their way down the hall, the floor creeked beneath their feet. Claude had never been inside the Barron's home, though he doubted a human could put up this much spiritual pressure. The hallway seemed to go on forever, with each step Claude took his paitents wore thin and his worry grew.
He couldn't sense his master's presences, nor could he sense Ciel's presence, it was as if they had vanished from the face of the Earth. The hallway soon warpped and twisted into a hallway back at the Trancy Manor, but older and withered. The hallway soon opened up into a withered version of his master's bedroom, and on the bed was Alois Trancy. The rotting, blond and pale corpse of his former master laid in his old bed.
As the corpse slowly lifted itself up and stuck out its tongue, Claude slowly backed away and quickly went for a golden knife. Only instead of a knife, Claude held a broken tea cup in one hand and a dirty tea pot in the other. Sebastian was gone, the sky out the window was red and the sun was solid black.
"...Claude..." Said the blond corpse with its tongue hanging out, "we were supposed to die as a family..."
"You died..." Claude said dropping the tea set, "I watched you die...you left Ciel's body..."
The corpse slowly climbed off the bed, the tattered clothes covered in blood and bugs crawling out of the little skin it had.
"All I wanted was a family Claude...but you went to your precious (y/n)..." The corpse echoed.
The corpse began to shift, morphing into the life filled body of Claude's current master. (Y/n)'s eyes were full of tears, and Claude finally noticed why. A golden knife was stabbed into (y/n)'s chest, and holding the knife was Claude's gloved hands.
"You...you said we could be a family..." (Y/n)'s voice switched between Alois' and his own.
Claude quickly removed his hand, letting go of the knife as he watched his master collapse. The room went dark, two rotten corpse arms were wrapped around Claude's waist, the arms or Alois.
"Your family won't last forever Claude..."
"Claude...Claude, answer me this instant!" Sebastian's voice echoed.
Claude had snapped back to reality, standing back in the hallway with Sebastian. Taking a shaky breath Claude fixes his glasses and looked at Sebastian.
"I apologize, I got lost in thought for a moment..." Claude lied.
Sebastian sighs, "now isn't the time to be fantasizing about your master,"
"I was not 'fantasizing'," Claude said regaining his composure.
The two butlers continued down the hallway, a small chill running down Claude's spine. He had left Hannah to die soon after he lost his duel with Sebastian, though due to his given scenario he wasn't going to die unnecessarily. He wouldn't do anything special for his masters unless ordered too. Though he may have been lying when it came to fantasies...
At the end of the hallway was an open room, gun shots and screaming coming from the room. Claude could make out the distant figure of an injured Ciel being held up by (y/n), who had a gun in his hand.
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Book of Tragedy
Mystery / Thriller(y/n) is a homeless child, who lost his parents at the age of six and has been living on the streets for two years. (y/n) had made some friends, a small group of homeless people with deformities or scars. They befriend (y/n) and soon bring him into...
