Victorian Secret
Set in the Victorian Era, a detective named Maximilan Jones
has been an average man that lived his life normally until one day his wife Isabella
Jones went missing without a trace as if she vanished. Isabella is a fortune
teller that work in downtown and has no problem in her life and they lived
happily, Max didn’t know what to do as there are no clue at all where she went
and where to look for her.
Max began to break down and feeling depressed most of his
days spending his time mostly in the house or his office, drinking and
constantly stare into space trying to figure out the reason behind her
disappearance. The more he thinks about it, the more it doesn’t make sense as
there were no ransom or any sign of break in at their house it was illogical as
how she disappeared. He then starts to be sober and went looking for her.
Starting at the last place he saw her, the house where she
left her belongings and items. There stood a dusty gramophone that she brought
in when they were married, Max has always wondered how the gramophone looks so
old but still works as he has seen her listening to it as he went off to work.
He then tries to see if this will give him some sort of clue, he tries to play
the vinyl that she always listen to but what did came out was not music or any
of the sort but disturbing screeching noises like an animal’s screaking which
made him felt weird and dizzy, Max instantly turn it off with a confused face
and stare at it
“What the?” he
says.
He proceeds to look around for more clues by checking the
tables as he found fortune-telling cards all laid out in the way as she was
reading someone’s fortune but the cards that are flip over were all the
negative cards like the ‘Reaper’, Max assumes that Isabella was reading her own
fate and found a shocking outcome. Shaking his head he walk backwards and
stepped on something, he looks down and found the silver necklace watch she
gave him on their anniversary, it was the same as always but with there were
also something new, engravings on the watch that he didn’t see before. He look
upon and read it out
“Max, my dear I am
sorry forgive me Love, Isa” said Max as he grab hold tight in his hand.
“Isa, what happened
to you?” he whispered.
Holding the watch in hand he walked out the house feeling
anxious, his mind is blur and can’t think properly as he wanders about town
aimlessly. As soon as he got his composure back he then begin to calm down and
starts to think productively as he collects the clues he has up until now,
thinking where to start again and the customers that she usually sees comes to
mind. Walking down a dimly lit street in the night he proceed to the first
suspect which is a gambler.
“Have you see Isa? Be
honest with me I am not in the mood” said Max in a calm and hostile voice
“Isa? Haven’t seen
her in the fortnight. Lost most of my money see stopped believing her hocus
pocus crap.” answer the man
Max tries a few more times to see if the man is trying to
hide something, the man insist that he has never seen her in 2 weeks.
“Look your wife is
missing, it’s your fault not mine. Stop trying to suggest that others have
anything to do with it, now piss off!” said the man in an angry tone.
Max turn around and walked away thinking of the second
person that might know where she went, the bar owner.
Entered the bar he immediately look for the owner and
confronted him,
“Have you seen Isa
lately? Answer me honestly, I know that you often bring your customers to her”
asked Max in a hasty manner.
“Well she did come by
here yesterday looking rather pale and tired. I tried to ask her if she is
okay, she just ran out without a word.” The bar owner answered with full
confidence.
Max at this point has already begin to worry as he remember
Isabella has a family sickness that makes her weak and pale, he himself has
also have seen her in that state.
“Do you have any idea
where she might went? Any clue would help a lot.” Asked Max again this time
with worry in his voice.
“Hmmm, if there is a
chance you could try the brothel, most of her customers originate from there.”
answered the bar owner with a giggle.
“The brothel!?”
said Max in a shocked and ran out the bar.
As he approached the brothel he saw a particular familiar
face, a man that he saw talking to Isabella during one of his fieldwork.
“You, do you know
Isabella?” asked Max in curiosity.
“Isabella? Yeah I
knew her, asked her for a fortune-telling once” answered the man.
“Do you know where
she is now?” Max asked again.
“No, but she is weirdest
fortune teller I know, in her methods though. I asked her if she could change
my luck and she asked me to do some weird ritual with chicken blood and candles
of sorts. She came and played some weird screeching noises and flipped a few
cards and then…” explained the man.
“And then what?”
asked Max in a hurry.
“And then…I…I can’t
remember, my memories is blurry at that point but my luck did change.” Said
the man with a smile.
Screeching noises? Cards? Ritual? What is going on Isa?
Thought Max to himself.
“Have you seen her
lately?” asked Max once more.
“Well I saw her
walking into that house with another man, must be doing the ritual again”
answered the man.
Max asked which house is it, the man pointed and Max rushed
to the house and peeked into the window and saw only blackness.
At this point Max’s heartbeat is getting faster and faster
as he thinks something might be going wrong and he felt a bad vibe from that
house itself. Max gathers all his might and kicked down the door and rushed
into the total darkness,
“Isa!! Isa!! Where
are you?” shouted Max.
No answer was heard, Max looked around to see if there any
clue more and he spotted a trapdoor on the floor where the carpet was moved. He
move in and opened the door and jumped in without any hesitation, as he lands
on the ground he look up and saw torches lit up a corridor leading to a closed
door. Slowly but surely walking towards the door grabbing hold of the necklace
watch he still have in his hand, he reached the door. Leaning on it to try to
listen to any noises on the other side, utter silence. He tried to open the
door and the door was not locked, with a firm push he pushed the door open and
saw a circle of blood on the floor with weird symbols and candles lighting the
room up in the middle stood 2 person, a man who seems to be unconscienced and
blood on his clothing and Isabella hugging him face away from Max on the man’s
neck. She heard the door open and dropped the man as he dropped onto the floor
as if he is dead, slowly turning her head to look at the opened door, there
stood the one person that Max have been looking for all drench in blood from
the mouth bottom to her dress. Isabella was a vampire.
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