The Murderer In My Shadow

Chapter Two: The Two Chambermaids

The next morning, Amberlene forgot to wake up early at four. She even did not hear the knock several times outside her room. The lady checked the Big Ben clock in front of her bed and shock. It was already thirty minutes past the hour of seven in the morning.

She tried to remember what she did last night and realized that the reason why she was wide-awake was because of Crash Landing On You. Her laptop was not even turned off. The knock outside her door continued. She stood up and went directly to the door to open it.

When she opened it, a surprising look from the eyes of two chambermaids made her scream, locking her door right after she saw their eyes looking at her ugly face.

“Oh my god! This can't be. They saw my face. I must punish them. But, it was fault, so why would I do that?”

She screamed out loud, making the two chambermaids trembled in fear outside. They wanted to run and hide in their quarters, but they can't because their master might scold her or worst, she will punish them by expulsion.

“Enough, Amberlene! You're paranoid already. Why don't you just call them and talked to them straight.”

She was crazy talking to herself and even suggested letting the two servants enter her room for a tête-à-tête. Before doing that, she stood up and sit in front of the mirror.

“The two of you outside, come in and help me dress up. Hurry!” she made her voice scarier and the two servants went inside her room. “Lock the door.”

The two servants lowered their heads, trembling in fear and dispirited. Amberlene saw their reflections in her mirror and silently laugh. She wanted to expel them at once, but realized that it was her fault, so she comforted them.

“Do you still remember the contract I made for you?” Both nodded. “What was written in the contract? Care to remind it for me, please?”

“We... we should not look at your face, young mistress,” the first chambermaid answered sweating in fear.

“And what is my punishment for disobeying my order?” Amberlene walked towards them and circled around waiting for the other one to speak.

“Termination of contract. Expulsion, young mistress,” she's already crying in fear for the punishment after answering her mistress.

“Very good. Stand up. Close your eyes and listen very carefully to what I'm about to say,” the servants followed her instructions.

“I admitted that it was my fault for the two of you to see my face, but I have to impose what is written in my contract. So, I command you to go back to your chambers, start packing, and leave. I will also give you additional money as a start-up for your termination, but do not ever expose what you saw earlier in me. Is it clear?” she can't think of a way to console them. If she can't terminate them, they will gossip her, and everyone will know in the mansion how ugly she was.

“Yes, young mistress. We promise to keep your secret until the day we die. Thank you for your generosity,” they have no choice, but to agree. An extra money can help them with their needs.

“Then go turn around and start packing. I will send someone to deliver the money in your chambers. Remember what I told you, okay? Do not let anyone know my secret. If you do, I will hunt both of you and send you to your grave.”

The two servants agreed and promised to themselves that no one will know her secrets. They immediately went outside her room and headed to their chambers. A couple of minutes later, one butler knocked on their room and handed a brown envelope. Both checked the envelope and saw one hundred thousand pesos each.

“This money is enough to pay for my tuition fees next year. I'll look for another job, so I can add some more,” one chambermaid bragged what she's going to do with her money.

“I'll buy a lot and build a house in our province for these sum of money. Let's finish packing and leave the mansion before our mistress' mind changed,” belted out by the second servant to her roommate.

Both finished packing their things and immediately followed the way to the exit of the house outside their chambers. Happiness can be seen all over their faces while walking towards the narrowed-gate.

It was past the hour of eight, and they were almost halfway through the exit, when someone who wears full of black clothes, headgear, and face mask stopped them. They moved backwards when they saw him holding a shovel.

“Are you one of the gardeners here?” the girl bravely asked the tall guy walking slowly in front of them.

“We have to run now. He's like a lunatic. Look at his outfit. He's a total stranger. I think he's going to kill us!” The other servant girl whispered to her. She felt that something deadly is about to happen.

The guy holding a shovel keeps on moving forward while both of them slowly walking backward. When both of them saw that he raised the shovel, they screamed out loud and run.

It was a narrowed path. A long and winding road, almost five blocks away from the mansion and the exit. The guy was running faster and reached one of the girl's hair and used his shovel to knock her down that made the other one shrieked and tripped from the ground.

“Please, don't kill me. I beg you. NO!” The girl shouted then the guy raised the shovel and hit her face, making her unconscious.

After knocking down the two servants, the guy checked his surrounding and saw no one is coming in. He carried both of them in his left and right shoulders, then bring them over to a secluded place, near the exit of the mansion. He made sure that no one followed him or that no one can find the place where he hid and buried the victims.

He won't let other people know his existence and his way of killing people. If anyone finds out, he'll make sure that they'll follow the graves of those unlucky individuals.

The cold air was embracing his body, but he doesn't seems to care. He just needs to go back to his place and leave those girls unable to breath inside the dark and unbreathable coffins. He laughed devilishly as he remembered how they'll die alive in those graves where no one would be able to hear them shouts or screams out loud.