The next mourning was silent in the small cottage of the Winter’s. William made both of them a light breakfast consisting of toast with jam and a cup of tea since they weren’t in the mood for a large meal since last night. Fun fact: Only William can cook, he learned the hard way that his sister can’t cook when she tried to make chicken noodle soup for him when he was sick, he literally thought that she had poisoned him.
Rose nibbled on the toast and sip on her tea while reading the daily newspaper. William did the same except stealing a couple of glances at his sister, waiting for her to break the silence and talk about the events of last night. Finally, when it seems Rose wasn’t going to say anything, William slammed his cup of tea down none too gently causing the tea to tip over a little, spilling some on the table. Rose look up and raised an eyebrow at his action, William stares at her with anger.
“Are you just going to pretend that last night didn’t happen,” William asked.
“Of course not, what happened last night happened. There’s no use of pretending that something didn’t happen when it did.” Rose answered indifferently, flipping to the next page of her newspaper.
William got up and snatched the paper of news away from Rose giving her no choice but to look at him.
“Are you really gonna go?”
“Of course, I have no choice. They know where we live.” Rose then grabbed the paper from his hand, to which he grabbed it back before promptly shredding to pieces and throwing it harshly into the trash.
“Hey! I was reading that!” Rose stood up and tries to measure herself up to him, which would usually make William laugh at their significant height difference, but not today.
“Why won’t you listen to me!” William rarely ever gets angry, when he did, it usually meant something serious was going on. Rose flinched at the tone of his voice causing William’s expression to soften.
“I’m just saying you might be just falling into a trap. The person who wrote it probably was just humoring you,” William placed his hands on Rose’s shoulder, she looked up at him for a moment before looking away. William ignores the slight pang of hurt that blossomed in his heart.
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“I don’t want to take the chance, William.” Rose softly replied as she buried her head into William’s starchy brown old fashion jacket that she got him last Christmas.
“But-”
“No, but, besides you’ll come with me. You got enough muscle for both of us.”
William thought for a moment before sighing in defeat, pushed his sister away from her, and squatting down slightly so that they were both looking at each other in the eye.
“Fine, but if I see anything out of place, I’m dragging you back. Got it?"
“But-” Rose looked ready to protest, but William was already a step ahead of her.
“It’s that, or you’re not going at all,” William firmly said.
“Alright,” Rose knew it was better than to argue with William when he was this stubborn.
So much like father.
William smiled, feeling satisfied, “good, now finish your breakfast or you’ll never get any taller.”
“Hey!”
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14:52 PM
“We can always go back.”
“Absolute not, we’re almost there anywhere,” Rose replied as they turned into another alleyway. Soon they reach the destination they were searching for, 761 Baker Street. They have never been to this part of town before. 761 Baker Street was a bit darker than the rest of the town and they have always been the safe type of people so they never ventured to 761 Baker Street. Rose and William both looked for any people that were out of place. But at last, they saw nothing but rats scavenging for food.
14:58
“Nothing,” Rose murmured in confusion as she kept looking around yet finding nothing.
“See, I told you that note was just a joke,” William looked around and when he saw nothing, he smiled.
I rather let this be a joke than real anyway.
14:59
“I guess you right-mpph,” William jerks towards the distress sound of Rose. Rose’s small body was clutch into a dark man’s cloak, the man wore nothing black, he covered Rose’s mouth with a small white piece of clothes. The clothes held drug William conclude for Rose was no longer awake, instead, she layed limped like a ragdoll against the dark man.
“Rose!” William raced towards the man, however, he felt a tall man tackled him from behind. William fought hard against the man, but the man had unexpected strength and twist his arm behind his back, he then placed a white cloth against his mouth.
William shook his body violently to fight against the drowsiness that seems to hit him like hammers upon nails. Soon the world seem like a swirl of clouds, William dropped like hard stone against the ground, the man behind caught him and grunt at the weight of him and gently laid him on the cold hard stone.
“Now we gotta take them to the boss”.