"AAAAAHHHH! Get lost!" Charissa yelled and the sound of a broken vase travelled from the room. The maid quickly ran out fearing for her life, but something more chilling awaited her outside. Ever since the Randels returned to their estate, the screaming and destroying of the furniture was an everyday occurrence.
Especially the lady was like a changed person, the madness boiling from her eyes.
"USELESS! You bunch of beggars get out of my sight!" Charissa threw the servants out. She wasn't eating and didn't care for her appearance at all. She just wanted to find the person to blame, but the real culprit behind her misery was out of reach.