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Lara and Winston’s lives are violently pushed into mystic darkness when a chain of murders is released strongly on the household of the Croft Manor. These slick and terrifying murders are being committed for a reason, but will Lara unravel the illusive series of deaths before she becomes the next victim? 

Croft Manor, midnight

Lara and Winston sat by the pool on deck furniture, sipping some rare wine. 
”This is nice...” Lara said, as she lay back on the chair and put her glass on the wooden table. 
”Yes, I always feel so more relaxed at night.” Winston said, putting his feet up on the table.
“I think we should just stay up all night...” Lara laughed...
”Yes, drink so much that we may drink ourselves to sleep.” Winston said, laughing heartily. 
“By the way, about all that new staff that’s been hanging around here...” Lara said in a grim voice.
“Do you not like them?” Winston asked.
”No, it’s not that. I just feel they’re not keen on privacy.” Lara said.
“What do you mean exactly.
“They don’t give me any privacy, they keep every single door open, ask me what I’m doing, I feel like locking them in the freezer, especially the room maid. Make her stay in it forever...” Lara said, laughing evilly.
“Well, if it gets out of hand we’ll have a talk with them.” Winston said.
“Well, at least now we have got a room maid, bathroom maid, gardener and chef!” Lara said, putting her own feet up as well.
Lara and Winston then heard a loud bang, and running footsteps.
“What the hell was that?” Lara asked Winston, in a worried but fascinated tone.
“It’s coming from the kitchen.” Winston said.
Winston and Lara both stood up and ran through the vast hall and into the kitchen. 
“There’s no one here!” Lara said.
”I can see that...” Winston said grumpily.
“Winston...the freezer.” Lara whispered.
Winston nodded and reached out a shivering hand. He opened the door of the freezer and they both dashed in.
”Oh my god...” Winston said.
”Oh shit...” Lara said, covering her mouth with her hand and stepping back.
Debbie, the room maid, in her blue dress, was lying on the meat counter, her innards pouring out. 
”Winston!” Lara said, pointing to the tiled wall.
Scrawled in blood across the wall, were the words “Whatever you want...” 
“Oh my god, Winston, we need to get the body out of here.” Lara said.
”Okay, the aquarium.” Winston said.
”What?” Lara asked in a stunned voice.
“We can’t report this to the police, it’s obvious to them who did it! US! But we didn’t, but it sure looks like it.” Winston said.
“Okay you’re right.” Lara said, running out of the kitchen.
Winston opened a drawer and pulled on two white latex gloves. 
He put two hands around the bloody corpse and dragged it across the floor, over to the door that lead down to the aquarium. 
“Lara, is the door open?” Winston asked.
“No, I pulled the switch up in the attic!” Lara shouted, as she flipped over the banister and landed by the door.
“But now it is.”

After a long and awkward climb down into the darkly lit library/aquarium, they dumped the body into the tank and walked back up.
“We just like broke the law.” Lara said.
“No, we are protecting ourselves.” Winston said.
“What do you mean?” Lara asked.
As they reached back into the now dark pool room, Winston replied.
”This murder is not just coincidence. You saw that message.” 
“The blood message?”
”Yes”
“What about it?”
“It said, “Whatever you want!” Winston said in a “duh” kind of tone.
“Oh...and.” 
“You said you wanted to lock her in the freezer!” Winston shouted.
”You’re saying I killed her?”
”NO!” Winston said laughing.
“So?”
”I think someone is just killing off the staff to see how we take it.” Winston said grimly.
“What? Is life now a low budget slasher movie?” Lara asked laughing
“No, you’re right.” Winston said.
“Let’s just not go out the house for a few days, we stay inside always.” Winston said in a deep plain tone. 
“Ok.” Lara said.
Winston then nodded, and walked away.
Lara then closed her eyes, she was extremely tired, and she could fall asleep on the spot. What would be a better way to wake her up than a dip in the Jacuzzi?

Through Lara’s neat bedroom, was a blue tiled bathroom, with a huge hole in the floor filled with sparkling blue water? Lara lay in it peacefully. Her thoughts and worries drifted away.
The bubbles in the water seemed to be quiet, and the night’s stars were the ultimate window backdrops.
Lara was unaware of a shadowed figure walk into the bathroom. 
Approaching her from behind with a thin wire between two hands. 
The wire was quickly strapped around Lara’s throat, and the bathroom maid was easily seen in the mirror, strangling Lara with great force.
”Uh...” Lara croaked painfully.
“It was you! YOU KILLED HER YOU BITCH!” she screamed.
”UHHH!” Lara screamed, again filled with pain.
The maid then pulled Lara out of the Jacuzzi, and dragged her over to the glass doors that opened out into the balcony.
”Just go to hell!” the maid screamed.
The maid, Pauline, throw Lara, and she crashed through the window and half of her body crashed through the balustrade. 
“AARGGH!” Lara screamed.
“Where is Winston? That other murdering son of a-.” Pauline shouted, running into the bedroom.
Lara climbed back into the bathroom, and picked up a shotgun from beside the Jacuzzi. 
Protection.
Several bullets blasting out of one firearm causing pain maybe even death.
Lara ran into the bedroom and pulled the trigger, aiming it clearly at Pauline. Winston then ran in, holding a machine gun, he let out a few bullets at Pauline as well. Lara the blasted the shotgun again, and Pauline’s bloodied corpse fell to the ground, absolutely soaked in red. 
“We just killed someone.” Lara said, dropping the firearm.
“I know.”
”We can’t report this.”
”We’ll have to cover it up.”
The doorbell rang its humble tune.
“Oh shit, who the hell is that?” Winston asked.
“You put the body away, I’ll go and see who it is.” Lara said, as she walked down into the lobby.
“Hello?” Lara asked, as she opened the door.
A man in a black suit stood on the porch, as bullets of rain hit off the concrete.
“Father Patrick.” Lara said in a stunned voice, “Come in.”
Father Patrick walked in, smiling.
“People in the town have been spreading stories, they’ve been hearing screaming from here, and I thought I should stop by.” Father Patrick said.
“Uh, yes, something has been happening here, but it’s rather personal.” Lara said, biting her fingernails. 
“Tell me, you can trust me...” Patrick said.
“Debbie, the room maid is dead. She was gutted and her body was put in the freezer.” Lara said.
”What?” Patrick said.
“And Pauline the bathroom maid is also dead.” Lara said, “I killed her.”
”I know.” Patrick said, handing out a photo of a man Lara knew too well...

Winston was up in the bedroom, trying to conceal the body in cellophane. 
But then a recognised voice was heard, and Winston stood up and gasped.
”Oh no!” 

“That’s Winston in that picture!” Lara said.
In the picture, it should Debbie being tortured in the freezer, and Winston standing, pressing a knife into her side.
“It was he...” Lara exclaimed, looking closer at the picture.
“I know, I found this picture outside the house, we need to get out of here before...” Patrick said, but Winston appeared at the landing.
”YOU!” Winston shouted.
Patrick took out a gun and shot a bullet at Winston.
“AAARGH!” Lara screamed, watching Winston crash through the wooden banister and land on the ground.
“It was a tranquilliser.” Patrick said.
Lara took a step back as Patrick walked over to the body.
“He’s alive. You go and get some weapons, I’ll lock him down in the aquarium.” Patrick said, opening the door and dragging the body down.
Lara ran into the kitchen and picked up a gun. 

Something then smashed over her head, she turned around and gasped in panic.
Father Patrick stood there, with a meat cleaver held tight in his hands.
”YOU!” Lara said.
“Yes, ME! I dressed up as Winston, framing him.” he exclaimed, smiling.
“You are such a freak!” Lara said, “The authorities will find out!”
”Not if they find you’re dead body next to Winston’s dead body, holding a knife, with the picture in his pocket!” Patrick said, letting out an evil laugh.
Lara punched Patrick across the face, but he grabbed her and dragged her into the freezer.
“NO!” Lara screamed.
Patrick then laid her down on the counter, as the cold started to come through.
Patrick then injected Lara with something.
“This sedation should kick in seconds...” Patrick said, and then stared at Lara’s face.
“Good bye.” 
“Wi...nston...” Lara exclaimed quietly.
“Oh, he’s a little tied up at the moment.” Patrick said, smirking.
Patrick then dug the meat cleaver into Lara’s stomach, and blood dripped out slowly.
“No.” Lara said.

Lara’s memory fogged...
Patrick had cut her a few more times, and then dragged her limp body down into the aquarium, where Winston as tied in a chair. Lara was then dumped into the tank, the huge tank that went around the room. Patrick then walked away, leaving Lara floating limply in the tank of water.

Lara opened her eyes, she was running out of breath, and there was no surface, the tank was completely filled. Lara started to gain movement. She skimmed the water and swam over to the glass wall. She could see Winston moving in the chair, trying to untie himself. Lara bashed on the glass, trying to shatter the glass, but she couldn’t. 

Lara turned her head in the water and then caught a glimpse of a harpoon lying on the sandy floor. Lara swam over to it and picked it up. She raised it in the water and tried to shatter the glass, a few cracks started to appear, but the glass was too strong. Finally, as the cracks expanded, the glass shattered, waves of water gushed out, sweeping Winston up quickly. 
Lara let herself bash against the wall, before the water settled and she could stand up. 

THE END

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