The Landlady Alternate Ending

Alt ending, “The Landlady”.

Billy heard a voice behind him as he was writing his name down onto the book, “Tea, my dear?” he turned and the landlady walked in, carrying a silver tray with two tea cups on it. He shook his head.

“No thank you, I better get t-” she sat down and handed him the cup of tea.

“Just for a few minutes, I only want to get to know you, you seem like a very sweet boy.” Billy thought to himself, maybe a few sips wouldn't hurt, after all she does seem very nice. He grabbed the cup and sat down in the chair across from the landlady, his eyes met the dachshund laying in front of the fireplace.

“It seems so peaceful.” he noticed that the whole time he had been here he hasn’t even seen it breathe, he looked up at
“Magnificent, did you do it by yourself?” she nodded.

“I stuff all of my little pets…” he looked at the large parrot and back at the landlady, she nodded, “Every single one.” he sat back on the chair and took a sip of his tea, it had a bitter almond taste he cringed and the landlady smiled, “So how old are you?” he looked up at her.

“Seventeen.” she looked surprised.

“Seventeen, oh my, I do feel old!” he looked back down at the tea cup and back up at the
Weaver?” he got out of the bed and walked to the window, opening it.

“Yes, I just need some fresh air.” he felt the nice cold breeze on his face and smiled.

When he got a enough air, He closed the window and turned, the landlady didn’t move, she stood there staring at him, Billy was confused, she wouldn’t move, he looked at the old wooden clock on the wall and sighed.

“I better get ready, it’s almost time to head into the office.” he was totally oblivious of what was in the tea that the Landlady gave him less than eight hours ago. He grabbed his deep brown, slightly tarnished, attache case and headed towards the bathroom, the Landlady smiled.

“I’m very sorry, Mr. Weaver, but…” he glanced at her and saw something coming towards his head, he dodged it and a knife went into the wooden floorboards, his eyes widened. What is she thinking! Maybe she is as crazy as he thought. He quickly slammed the bathroom door.

“How do I get out?” he opened this attache case and changed into his work suit, he looked up and noticed a window, the Landlady smiled.

“Oh, Mr. Weaver, please come out!” he climbed up on top of the toilet and tried to open the window, it wouldn’t budge. The Landlady grew very