Genre: Mystery
Nothing went as planned. Not that it ever did, Veta hat gotten used to that by now. But it usually didn't go this wrong. Her skeleton key had wandered off yesterday, and it likely wouldn't come back for another few days. So she had been forced to crack the lock by hand - and she was out of practice, so work had been slow. The banshee who started to wail as soon as the door opened had been surprisingly easy to mute.
She should've known. It had been too easy to just slip in and close the door behind herself. It had also been too easy to find the stairs to climb and the hallway to walk down to where she knew the study was.Only it wasn't where she knew it was, because apparently her sources now sold her bad information.
The house was large, so she had had to look into every room to find what she was looking for. The amount of bedrooms she saw was staggering. How could a person have a house with this many bedrooms in it? Veta didn't even have a proper bed - but then again, that had been why she had broken in. She was working towards being able to afford one.
The door that opened to the study was the same ominous black as all the other doors in the house she had stuck her head through before. But when she touched the handle, it was so cold to the touch that it made a tingle run up her arm. For the first time in the evening, she had hesitated. And then she remembered what lay behind the door and what she had been promised to retrieve it. All the cold was likely to mean was a harmless curse to ward off thieves. She would be able to just sleep it off.
Decidedly, she pushed down the handle and inched the door open in increments to avoid noise. A peek inside the room revealed a giant, gnarled desk in the middle of the room, illuminated by the silver light of the early moon. What it did not reveal, however, was the man in the corner of the room who cleared his throat as soon as she had crossed the threshhold.
"May I please have your attention," he said. "Because I do believe your life now depends on it."
Well, that had certainly not been a part of the plan.
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GretaBrand is the author of several books/stories including:
And So The Sage Burns
Gestatten: Julia
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Nothing Went As Planned - A Wattpad Writers Take On The Writing Prompt Exercise
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