As if the gods had heard Lynette's plight, she saw a maid heading towards the door outside.
Ahh… thank God, I'm saved!
“Excuse me.”
The maid froze in place, then pretended she didn't hear anything, walking quickly towards the door in haste.
Seeing the maid continuing towards the door without stopping, Lynette wondered if her voice wasn't audible enough.
Huh…
There's nowhere in hell I would let this opportunity slipped by!
Without wasting time, Lynette scurried towards the maid, stopping her with a hand on her shoulder, causing the maid to freeze out of fright, as if she was caught stealing, though Lynette was oblivious to this.
‘It's over, it's over.’
The maid wondered if what she did had already been found out by the butler.
Tina was Maid Alice's stepsister. Both siblings lived on West Street in Redcroft Village with their parents.
She had always hated the fact that Alice was appointed to work in the mansion while she was denied, even though both of them had applied for the same job.
It had always been her dream to work in this mansion; if possible, to seduce the owner and become the boss lady.
Though all the money Alice earned had always been forcibly taken from her and handed to Tina by their parents.
She felt no sympathy for Alice; this was what Alice owed her.
It's what she was supposed to do.
Who asked Alice to compete with her for everything?
To Tina, Alice was her stepping stone.
Someone she could trample on anytime she felt like.
She snuck into the mansion to sabotage Alice’s ability to work here anymore, borrowing her maid uniform with her name tag on it.
Her mom had promised her that she would quickly marry Alice off to a widower in the village.
So, in such a case, she was doing Alice a favor, something she should be thankful for.
Tina , from a young age and through her mother's whispering, had formed the notion that everything Alice owns now, or will own in the future, belongs to her and should therefore be handed over with folded hands.
Because to Tina, she was the luckiest one; God's favored child, where everything was handed down to her.
‘Should I confess? Maybe I should use this opportunity to tarnish Alice's image further…’ Tina’s mind began calculating how to scheme her way out of the situation.
‘Ahh, damn you Alice… I wouldn't be in this situation if not for you, slut.’
“Excuse me,” Lynette’s voice was heard behind Tina.
“I—I didn't do anything,” Tina whispered quietly, while stuttering.
“Can you show me where the restroom is?” Lynette asked hurriedly; the intense urgency to relieve herself made her feel as though her abdomen was being torn apart, causing her pain.
Due to her anxiety, she failed to notice the flash of fear and intense hatred in Tina's body language.
‘…’
‘Thank goodness,’ Tina exhaled in relief.
She thought she was discovered, but that was a false alarm.
‘But, who was this lady that needed directions to the restroom? Could she be a guest?’
Tina didn't care; besides, how would she know the direction to the restroom if she wasn't working here?
With that, she pointed her right hand to the east. “That way,” she said before scurrying out the door.
Looking towards where Tina pointed, Lynette saw a path in that direction which she assumed to be the restroom.
“Thank—,” Lynette turned to the maid and realized she had slipped away without waiting for her response. “You.”
Lynette headed to the east wing, hoping to relieve herself.
In her haste, she failed to notice the words ‘ Forbidden Area’ written on the door panel.
Entering through the door, Lynette realized that what seemed like a restroom was a long passageway with flickering lights on each side of the wall.
‘What the fuck?’
‘Who built such a passageway just for a restroom…are you kidding me?’
Lynette wondered if the owner of the mansion was toying with her right now.
‘When will this agony end?’
It was driving her nuts.
Walking through the passageway, Lynette's steps echoed, ‘chock! chock!! chock !!!’ with every step she took, giving off an eerie feeling.
‘Could the owner of the mansion be a serial killer?'
‘…or a ghost.’
Because if he's not, why build such a passageway for restroom? One has to know that this passageway, with the flickering light, gave off a haunted, gothic feeling.
Goosebumps spread through her body with each thought.
Could this passageway lead to an underground prison just like in the movies?
If so…could this passageway be a restricted area?
But the maid pointed in this direction as the restroom.
‘Could this mansion be haunted?’
Ahh…stop! Stop!!
‘Stop scaring yourself, Lynette.’
She just wanted to relieve herself; why does it look so impossible and eerie?
With every step she took, she wondered when this passageway would come to an end.
As if her wish was heard, Lynette spotted a door at the end of the passageway.
Seeing the door ahead of her, Lynette felt as if she had found her oasis in the midst of mystery. Like a light at the end of a tunnel.
She came to a stop at the entrance of a door.
‘Finally.’