Strange Relatives

Strange Relatives

On a story created by the students of IVD and IIIG of Liceo Scientifico "F. Severi"

Storytelling by Costanza P. (I.I.S. "Don L. Milani")

It was a grey autumn day and the sky was full of large black clouds.

A plane was going from New York to London.

Welcome!

Thomas and James were welcomed by the steward aboard.

Air travel has changed the idea of place, time and travel. People are used to talking to other people they don't know when they are nervous.

Yeah, you might be right.

The man in the next seat, who was wearing a white waistcoat, bought some papers and looking bored said that air travel had changed the idea of place, time and travel. People are used to talking to other people they don't know when they are nervous. Thomas said he might have been right.

The man added: "My uncle passed away last week”. James got very curious. “Where did your uncle use to live?” he asked to the gentleman. “He had a propriety in Mayfair but as he got very old he wanted his children to live with him”. The brothers went pale and silent. James realized that they were going to the same place and probably they were relatives. The gentleman in the white waistcoat appeared very much amused by this reaction.

My uncle passed away last week.

Where did your uncle use to live?

He had a propriety in Mayfair but as he got very old he wanted his children to live with him.

We are going to the same place! Maybe we are relatives...

The rest of their journey was very easy, and the next evening they reached their uncle’s house. However, all of the joy suddenly disappeared as they saw the conditions the mansion was in. the gate was creaking, the front door half-open. The atmosphere was spooky, but they kept on walking, and entered the property.

CREAK!

The inside was a mess, because nobody had been there for years: there was dust and cobwebs everywhere. They found the kitchen and, feeling tired, they sat down. Then they pulled out from the bags the food they had bought as they landed, and they ate talking for the following thirty minutes. When the last of them had had enough to eat, they all went up to their bedroom where they prepared themselves for the night, wished each other a good night and went to sleep.

What a spooky place!

Around 2 o’clock in the morning a sudden noise woke James up, but as he got out of the bed, he found no one in the aisle, so he went back to sleep.

The next day, when he went down to breakfast, his cousin was waiting for him. He asked if he had met Thomas on his way downstairs but he replied he hadn’t.

Have you seen Thomas?

No, I haven't seen him since last night.

He went in Thomas’s bedroom and he went pale, Thomas’s body was covered in blood, his throat had been cut.

James started crying and ran to his cousin, he was holding a knife and he was looking at himself in it.

One more…just one more… hehehehehehe

James slowly moved backwards, the parquet creaked, the crazy cousin turned his head slowly and threw the knife shooting him on the left leg.

CREAK!

He tried to choke James leaving him breathless, but James gathered all his energies, he grabbed the knife from his own leg and stabbed his cousin in the heart.

James eventually called the police, and then shocked from what he had done, he passed out. The case was solved, the man was not his cousin and he had planned everything to steal the property.

Since that day the house has been uninhabited.

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