The first thing I heard of anything was the high pitched screaming of Alice.
I'd been in the attic, trying to do some exploring. There were some old chests I'd been beginning to explore. I like old things.
When the screaming came, I ran downstairs. It's new for me running and I wasn't very good at it. Tirs was already there, and I caught a glimpse of a distraught Alice running past. A few minutes later Ali ran over. She seemed to have been feeding, judging from the fact that there was still some blood left on her lips. I'd been thinking she must be hungry.
"She ran into a little incident downstairs...and saw me chowing down on the dead guy,” she said. “I think I scared her a bit."
A bit! I peered in Alice’s room and she had passed out on the bed. What the hell happened here?
I considered going to see what had happened – but I wasn’t sure I wanted to.
“Where’s Anna?” I asked Ali.
“It’s a long story,” she said.
Tirs had come back into the room. “Is there any particular reason there’s a dead guy downstairs?” she asked.
“Um, yeah, just so everyone knows, I think Anna’s turned violent now, so be careful when you’re around the house,” Ali said to everyone.
Somehow, I think life here will be a lot interesting than with the fairies.