Story #1- High Voltage
Point of View- Kam
I have to admit, I was pretty excited when I was invited to Phantom Manor, but I feel sorry for the young earl.
Back to the story.
So, Sebastian was right, there were twelve others, excluding me. I wonder, why thirteen guests?
All of us were greeted by Sebastian & Artemis.
I guess Sebastian was a good looking fellow. Black hair that reaches his shoulders, creepy red eyes, a fair complexion, & the typical butler uniform.
Artemis was as good looking. He looked like any young British earl. Black hair, blue...eye? Erm, he has a eyepatch on his right eye. I think that came from the fire? I won't ask. I am just that polite.
Something tells me they could creep all of us out.
"Good morning," the young earl greeted with a gentle smile. "I am Artemis Phantom & next to me is my butler, Sebastian. Now that we have gotten acquainted, how about you all get acquainted with each other?" The two left the room.
That was...strange? Creepy? I have no idea.
Well, yeah, I got acquainted with everyone.
Sheri. Blonde hair, 28, ex-cheerleader, from LA. She entertained us with a rather breif cheer, which I found amusing.
Dontae. Shaved head, 27, insurance investigator, from Long Beach, California. He seems kind. I guess we can get along.
Adrianna. Age 40, long brown hair, television crime reporter, from Oklahoma...both the city & the state.
Don. Age 62, gray hair & moustache, ex-homicide detective, from Santa, California. Sheesh, how many people are from California?
Ulysses. He seems likeable. I like him name. Age 30, attorney, from Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania.
Sasha. Age 28, journalist, from D.C. She acted bratty towards me. I didn't do anything!!!
Dana. 39, cardiac nurse, Asheville, North Carolina.
Geno. I hate that guy. He hates me right back. Ulysses literately had to stop us from staring angrily at each other. 33, trivia host, Chicago, Illinois.
Ronnie. 42, bounty hunter, Kenilworth, New Jersey.
Melina. 28, flight attendant, Chicago, Illinois.
Lindsey. 27, engineer, Boston, Massachusetts.
Cristina aka Cris. 27, beauty queen, Costa Mesa, California.
Great, I am the only New Yorker. True New Yorker.
After the greetings, we decided to explore the manor.
I thought I was going to be lost until I found my room. I decided to be there & read.
Then there was the crash.
All of us rushed to the source of the crash. The boys stared, "shocked," while the girls screamed in "shock."
Sheri was cheering for us...by the broken fish tank in the foyer, with exposed wires from a nearby lamp...electrifying her dead body.
It was, indeed, a shocking sight.
"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. It's learning how to dance in the rain."