The Old Therebefore

episode six , quid pro woe

THE FOUR of them entered the old Gates family mansion, walking through its old crusty, dusty, musty and possibly rotting halls. Wednesday lead the way with her LED Flashlight. Stopping in front of a rather creepy painting of the family, Wednesday looked up. "Here they are. They scrub up well for psychopaths. That's Garrett, his outcast-hating father, Ansel, and she must be Laurel. They're all long gone. So the question is,  why did goody lead me here?" Wednesday quietly monologues to herself as she went and opened a door, Enid and Josephine trotting along behind her.

"Is she always monologuing to herself?" Enid signed, knowing that Wednesday's back is turned. Her snood made sure that no dust would fall on her hair.

"Yeah, she does this when I'm studying; I think it's how she stims." Wednesday entered a room, Josephine, Enid and Tyler behind her, letting her lead the way.

"She's autistic?!" Enid jumped, she didn't think about it like that, but know that Josephine had said something, it did make sense.

"I think so, I've been trying to get her tested; but you know how she is." The room has a shit ton of spider webs, old books in what Josephine assumed was Ansel Gates' study.

"Now that you say something, I do realize she does have all of the signs." Enid looked at a bunch of paintings, they were pretty considering they belonged to crazy people.

"Seen enough?" Tyler asked, ignoring the conversation the two girls were having. But Wednesday didn't answer., she only stared a pole and some books as if they were telling her some sort of mind blowing secret.

"I think the monster is her current hyper fixation, you know?" Josephine looked at her nails, she really wanted to go home and study for her test next week.

"Wait that makes so much sense!" Enid bounced around Josephine signing about different things. Suddenly there were sounds of machinery moving and the two girls looked over to see a secret door had appeared. There stood an alter for Joseph Crackstone.

"Who design have a spooky built-in alter in their family library?" Enid's voice sounded scared or well spooked as Josephine shook her head. How much weirder could this night get?

"Ours is in the living room." Wednesday clearly didn't get the sarcasm but answered anyways. "More searing for year-long día de los muertos." Josephine thought she was going to die right there and then we Wednesday spoke Spanish, the rolling of the 'R's? It was getting to Josephine more than she liked to admit. Enid whimpered as Wednesday got closer to the alter, she touched the candle wix and rubbed it between her fingers, thinking.

BLOOD WILL RAIN, WHEN I RISE

"They're still warm..." Wednesday sounded worried as she looked behind her; Enid whimpered. "Tyler you go downstairs, Enid, Josephine and I are going up."

"We will?" Enid said in a scared voice as she grabbed onto Josephine's hands in fright. Quickly following after the dark haired girl, Josephine and Arnie walked up the stairs.

"Alright; you two go left, I'll go right." Seeing as Josephine wasn't afraid, Wednesday thought it'd be best for the two to go together.

"You seriously want to split up? In here?" Enid's voice became more high pitched as the sentence went on. "Thats is literally how every best friend and girlfriend died in a horror movie." Enid pointed out but it was no use.

"The faster we search, the sooner we can leave." With that, Wednesday turned around and went to go discover. Josephine sighed, as she had been doing more and more often lately.

"She's in a mood." Josephine pointed out as she grabbed her hair stick and held it out in front of her. "Don't worry, I'll protect you." Josephine gave a cheeky smile and Enid relaxed a little bit.

"Why are we even here? I know what my mom would say, 'Enid, you're a doormat.' 'You're too needy'. 'Show some teeth, nobody likes a desperate little furball.' Shut up mom, get out of my head!" Enid screeched as Josephine just stood behind and nodded, she really didn't know what to say.

Enid and Josephine walked into a bedroom, and gasped. "Wednesday! You need to see this." Wednesday turned around and came to where the other two girls were. "The bed's made,"

"Badly, my mother would have bitch fit if she saw how badly this bed was made." Josephine commented to herself but nobody else commented about her mother's hypothetical furious state of the bed.

"No dust or cobwebs." Enid continued as Wednesday creeped over the bed. Looking at the flowers, "LG?" Wednesday looked at the little musical box.

"Laurel Gates." Wednesday clarified as she continued to stare at it, it's musical playing. Josephine stood in the doorway, she had a horrible feeling about this.

"Looks like someone moved back into their old room." Enid commented with a nervous look on her face.

"It's not possible, she died twenty-five years ago. She drowned overseas." Wednesday pointed out what she had learned from the Mayor before his death. Josephine turned around and sucked in a breath, an object shattered and Josephine's heart started to race a little faster than it was before. "Let's go." Wednesday said grabbing both girls hands but not before she grabbed the music box.

"This officially the worst girls night ever!" Enid screeched and Josephine couldn't help but agree.

"Guys get out, it's here!" Tyler yelled from down the stairs, there were the sound of claws and Tyler screaming, and the monster growling. They could hear the growl as it tried to come up the stairs. The three girls stopped in their tracks. Turners around.

"The dumb waiter. Go!" Wednesday Deanne's but Josephine staggered along just enough behind them to where both girls could get into the waiter no problem.

The monster clawed up the stairs. And Josephine swore that if this was it; then she knew what she had to do. Wednesday and Enid got into the dumb waiter. "Where's Josephine?" Wednesday turned around and Josephine was no where to be found.

"Mon amor!" Josephine appeared in front of them and Wednesday started to hyper ventilate, there wasn't enough room for the three of them.

"Sorry about this!" Josephine signed quickly before shutting the contraption before either of them could stop it. Josephine stood bravely in front of the dumb waiter.