There was a sudden silence as we heard a creak coming from the stairs. Drink more tea Mr.

Weaver it will help you grow strong. Said the Landlady as she stood up and closed the stairwell door as Billy could just make out a foot. You said that we are the only people in the bed and breakfast, right? Oh yes no living soul has been here for two years. Then why did I just see a foot on t A loud bang came from the door the landlady had just closed. Bill curled up in his chair and sat quietly in his chair the landlady picked up a cane and tapped the door while she said, montrosleeper, montrosleeper, montrosleeper in a low accented voice. What dose that mean? Shhhhhhhhh Billy stood up and walked towards the kitchen with his cup in his hand, trembling with fear. THUD. Billy tripped over Basil, who he thought was by the fireplace, and his cup went flying in the air and fell in a plant. The plant soon shriveled up and started to smell of smoke. The landlady gave him a wicked stare and then something quite piuclure happened. Basil came to life and bit Billy in the ankle with such force that he passed out, blood dripping from his ankle. He awoke to be hanging from the ceiling by his hands, which were in chains. The room was dark with other cuffs on the ceiling. Leaning on the wall was 2 men and some small girl about the age of 8. They looked at Billy with soul piercing stares, all eyes on him. He heard the door creek open and could faintly see the shadow of the Landlady in the dark light. She was holding a basket of some sort and a bag full of who knows what. The floor creaked as she walked in. Hello Mr Mr Weeber WEAVER! Yes. So how do you like your new room, Mr. Mulholland and Mr. Temple and Sylvaine Leighton have loved it for years and so will you. She said with a sly look. Billy began to feel pain in his ankle where Basil had bitten him. He looked down and saw his blood dripping into a bucket that was full to about halfway. The landlady proceeded towards Billy. He was squirming when she had set down her basket and bag on the floor. The landlady took out a needle and thread and set that on the basket then grabbed a small, sharp knife. She walked

behind Billy and cut small slits in his ankles where the blood vessel is. It streamed into the bucket as he screamed with tear. It was like no other pain he had felt before in his life. Billy felt sleepy tired and he soon fell into sleep never ending.