Celestial Discord

Chapter 4- Reunion

   Freaking Tucker. Always has the worst timing possible.

I quickly got to my feet and scrambled to the back of the walk-in closet with Mary while Mr. Reginald held the doors closed against the seemingly possessed staff that were banging on the closet doors.

We got to the secret pathways entrance which appeared to be a wall like any other. I frantically tried to feel for the spot where it opened up before but couldn't seem to locate it; It just seemed like a regular wall.

I looked back to see Mr. Reginald struggling to keep the army of butlers and maids at bay. He was strong but was no match for what was basically a zombie horde. The doors shook as the horde mindlessly pounded until an arm made its way through the thick closet door.

Can everyone punch through doors now!?

I looked over at Mary who seemed to disregard the horrible situation we were in as she watched me fight with the wall. I turned to her with an expression that was probably exuding desperation.

"Up by one and right twice." Mary said.

I looked at her, puzzled. Is she giving me cheat codes? But after a few seconds of detective work I managed to decipher her encrypted message.

I moved my arms like she instructed and felt a very thin line on the wall that was barely visible. I put my hands on both sides of the line and spread the walls apart, once again revealing a dark entrance.

"Mary how did yo-"

But Mr. Reginald's booming voice cut off any and all noise. "Get inside you two!"

Mary grabbed me by my shirt collar and dragged me through the dark entrance which lit up as soon as we entered. I looked back at Mr. Reginald to see more hands through the closet door as the possessed staff began pressuring him more.

"Hurry up, Mr. Reginald!" I yelled.

"I will keep them at bay," he said as he struggled to fight the hoard. You two should escape. Otherwise they'll enter the secret entrance. Leave this to me."

I looked at Mr. Reginald with disbelief. "Mr. Reginald, even you can't handle all of them. Trying to handle them all is suicide."

"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine," he reassured me, although due to how much he was struggling his statement wasn't very convincing.

"Bu-"

"Stop being stupid," Mary ordered.

Both me and Mr. Reginald paused at Mary's entrance. Even the horde seemed to grow quieter.

"Keeping the Young Master safe is our current priority. Your self-sacrificial attitude isn't helping right now. If you want to die do it after we get him somewhere safe."

Mr. Reginald paused for a second before abandoning the door entirely and bolting for the secret passage. The hoard immediately opened the closet doors and flooded the closet. Once inside, he used all his strength to close the walls. Before he could close it, one of the maid's hands got caught in the middle. Without hesitation, Mary kicked her in the stomach and Mr. Reginald closed the entrance.

Sweat was beading from Mr. Reginald's now slightly unkempt gray hair. He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and started dabbing the sweat on his forehead.

"Um, Mary, don't you think that was a little much?" I asked.

"No Sir Arthur, Mary was exactly right. In difficult times such as this, staying rational is a necessity." Mr. Reginald interjected.

Mary looked at Mr. Reginald and me but didn't say anything.

"Well, what do we do now? If my father isn't in his quarters where else could he be?"