I was torn
between scenarios. If I made myself known and confronted Audrey then we would
most likely end up in a stand-off. I couldn’t guarantee that I would prevail in
a one on one fight with her so that was out of the question. I couldn’t risk my
life for someone that was already dying especially when I had an important job
to do.
I could
simply turn around and walk away, pretend like I hadn’t even come up here to
look for them, but I had already gotten rid of the front door—a dead giveaway
that someone had been in the house.
The only
thing I could really do that would cause the least disturbance to our plans was
to combine the two scenarios. I slowly made my way back down the stairs and
stood in empty doorway.
“HELLO!” I
shouted, “time to get up lovers, everyone is waiting for you back at the well!”
I placed my hands on my hips and assumed an annoyed expression, which
fluctuated between nervous anticipation and worry. Audrey’s flame red hair
flounced down the stairs followed by a flowing summer dress and ending in the
slap of bare feet.