" Her daughter used to work under Lord Baron, such unfortunate one " Said one, standing at the far, wearing a black gown. All those who were present were in black clothes, it was the funeral of Alice Brenton, the daughter of Felia Brenton, from Tailoring company.
" It's such a pity, after her husband, now her daughter.. " Said another ,quite loudly. Felia Brenton glared at her. But she was not in a position to open her mouth when people came to her daughter' funeral, she just wanted Alice to rest peacefully. After seeing her daughter for last time, she couldn't stop her tears , it was December , with light rain, bit by bit people left her alone as it was getting more chilly. She refused to leave her alone in the lonely grave yard.
After everyone left , she rested on a boulder, when the wind blew hardly , she managed to get hold of her veil. A black figurine stood in front of her daughter's graveyard. She rubbed her tears to see clearly, it was a tall woman , dressed in black gown and top hat, and her red hair was long enough to reach the ground , she was singing a mourning song near Alice's grave.
Felia came forward, she fell on her knees and wept loudly , the melancholy song reminded her of her lovely young daughter, seeing her crying , the woman stopped singing looked down at Felia and gave an evil grin. The woman stretched out her hand forward towards Felia and pat her head gently, she soon saw the face of that woman more vividly, her face was that of a young girl and she introduced herself as the Undertaker, it was reasonable why she wore black clothes.
She took Felia under a shade and sat beside her due to heavy downpour outside. The Undertaker looked towards the grave and sat silently, when Felia said, " My Alice almost looked at same age as you. She.. Was.. " Felia paused for a bit and realized her child was not with her anymore, there was no point in telling a stranger about this, but seeing her face she just could not stop thinking about Alice.
" Your daughter is watching you with tearful eyes, over there she is.. " She said pointing towards the grave, her words astonished Felia, she stood up at once and was going to run towards it when the Undertaker said, " ... Don't go, she will be sad . " Felia sat back again , she could not do anything and cried over and over again and said, " That time I couldn't do anything and even now too, I'm such a reckless mother , my daughter suffered... So so cruelly, nobody helped her in that cold room, my child.. only if I would... "
" There's no need to feel any guilt about it anymore , it was your daughter's fate, you cannot blame anyone.. " She said , still looking at the grave.
" No!!! It's the fault of that Baron!!! If only... If only I can do something!! But I'm.. But.. I'm powerless.. It's just as the society says.. I have to keep quiet and accept the reality.. The nobles and commoners ... "
" It's not the factor about nobles and commoners, it's about you who did not do anything for her , it's not that you are powerless and have to accept everything, it's just that you being quiet until now even if you want to do , today your daughter is buried next day they will forget and continue this. "
Felia looked at her hands, the face she made was quite amusing for the Undertaker, Her eyes became big her hands which were trembling before has been stopped she gritted her teeth, that woman stood up and stretched her hands towards Felia , gave an evil grin and said something which astonished Felia , she was filled with fear and excitement at same time.
It was Sunday, the day when Lord Baron will go to check his mining spot as scheduled in his routine. Even though he's a Baron his family business was quite successful one even among the Noble's business, he took at least seven men with him for his extra safety. His mining spot is located quite far after crossing an rope bridge and then the forest. Even though it was December the rain was falling, it became quite chilly weather.
As they were going to cross the old bridge, the coachman quickly stopped the carriage and opened the door and said, " My Lord..!!! My Lord!! Look the guards are missing!! The five guards and their horses are missing!!
The two other guards who were present with Baron, tried to look into the situation were going to search when he said, " What are you doing ?! Leaving me alone? Let us return today!! As fast as quickly!! " The coachman quickly went back, but the carriage did not move anymore the heavy rain gave a chill fright to all three, but still one of them went out to look. Then again the same dead silence, the Baron asked the guard to call the other one
" Nicole!! Are you there?! My Lord let me look outside, it's better to return even if it's me! " the guard called out from inside.
The Baron cannot decide what to do this very moment and let him check outside, he waited inside while the last guard quietly got down from the carriage he kept his sword ready and kept himself alert, he could see the hand lying on the bridge, which made him horrified! The coachman's eyes were missing and his head was twisted back! And beside him was his fellow comrade Nicole too seeing him he quickly ran and sat beside him am shouted, " Nicole!! Do you hear m__"
" ... The last one! Bang! " Said a voice, she was sitting at the carriage top and was swinging her leg , she was dressed in black and had quite an exhilarating expression on her face she had a rod in her hand which was filled with blood just like her shiny red hair which was hanging down.
The Baron waited but none of his guards return he did not dare to look out , but suddenly the door of his carriage was opened and he was surprised when he saw bloody hands and moved back in fear, he heard the woman say , " Such a tender rain ~ for us to play a game ~ this rain will wash away all.. Will you... Not play? " she said putting her hat down.
The Baron quickly opened from the door other side and was going to run when he saw a familiar face just in front of him " Y-You!! "
Felia Brenton was in front of him giving a rageful expression, she pulled him out by his hairs and threw him beside his guards and coachmen he was horrified to see their conditions.
" Aww ~ I cannot play with you, but don't worry because she will play with you ~ " Said the Undertaker and pulled the wheel from the carriage and broke it in pieces she gave one piece to Felia and said, " He's all yours. " Felia took the wooden piece and came forward , her hands were trembling the wind blew harder with heavy rain, just like that night, the Baron pleaded her a lot but did not dare to move forward.
" Did you listen to my daughter once when she pleaded to you? You stared with this lustful eyes at her!!!!! "She yelled and stabbed him with the wooden piece and twisted it. Blood spurted over as she pulled it out again , he coughed out blood, but still continued stabbing all over.
Felia cried out in satisfaction for her daughter, the rain washed away the blood which dripped down. And it ended but the sticky bloody hands by which she murdered for revenge was something exhilarating for her which she will always remember before her death.
After few days when the news of Lord Baron came on newspaper, it was more likely done by bandits was claimed by Baron's rest of the five guards who were left behind at the beginning, but they could not bring his body back as the bridge fell apart and he and the guards went missing .After all this Felia went to find the Undertaker with long red hair for her gratitude.
" Excuse me? Is the Undertaker with long red hair here? "
" Undertaker with long red hair? I think I have heard some where " Said a boy who was working under the Undertakers. But an old Undertaker from behind came forward and said, " There was one,but we don't know her name , when I was young, I saw her, a Girl with long red hair always dressed in black singing a melancholic song for the dead ones . "
