Mr.Weaver started to get a bit creeped out. She was so abnormal, but he had to figure this out. “Is everything alright?” The landlady asked.
“Oh..Yes everything is, I am just tired,” Mr.Weaver stated.
“Ok then. See you in the morning!”
“Yes...Of course,” Mr.Weaver ran up the stairs making loud noises.
“Oh my..” the Landlady yelled softly, “Please be more quiet!” Mr.Weaver shut the door and waited a hour; He needed to investigate.
Once the hour was up he snuck downstairs. The Landlady was fast asleep in her room like a cat after a walk. Mr.Weaver shut the door leading to the rooms on the first …show more content…
“Finally,” Mr. Weaver whispered. He had made it to the third floor. Mr. Weaver started to look in some rooms; only thing was most of them were locked.
“That’s strange.” Mr. Weaver was thinking out loud, but still whispering. He had never ran into a locked door in this whole house until he got to the third floor. It was like she was trying to hide something. Mr. Weaver reached for another door knob; when it shocked him.
“What?”. Mr. Weaver was so confused that it shocked it, so he touched it again. Same thing; he got shocked. The door handle was untouchable. Mr. Weaver then compelled the door open making a loud noise as he collapsed.
“I hope she is still asleep,” Mr. Weaver said to himself. As he started looking up he saw something. Only one light, The main one had busted and there was a lamp. Mr. Weaver headed towards the lamp. Then he saw it, Mr.Temple and Mr.Mulholland. “This is what she meant by they haven’t left,” Mr. Weaver said shocked as he stared at them. They were both preserved like the dog and bird, Only they had been killed. Mr. Weaver started to freak out, thinking why was this