Those four wordsThose four wordsThose four words by SeREnity9-9-9
Considering the circumstances Santa felt calm, almost serene. The fear that had influenced him the last hours was gone, now that the end was out of reach no longer. It was good to know what was going on- so relievingly simplifying.
"You had all this planned from the beginning, eh?", he asked, breathing heavingly. It was hard to move with all the blood and the pain he had to concentrate on, but he managed to roll on his back and look at her.
When he had first woken up in his cabin, almost drowning as he searched the room over and over for clues. The puzzle hadn't been that much of a problem, the key for the numbered door <3>, however, had been in the water already, hard to see.
Outside, on the staircase, he had met them all, all of his unlucky companions.
And she had been among them, the girl with the bright red hair and now he knew what had made him feel uneasy for her.
"You killed my brother", she simply said and bit her lip.
Now Clover was a little girl now more,