DJAMH #3

[A/n: I have not the slightest clue of what I am doing... So I decided to write a side story from one of the servant who worked for Jekyll. The servant will not have a name (adding to mysteries I guess.) Sorry this is rushed. The boy was recently hired, not knowing about the darkness which lingered at the top of the stairs. He walked softly on the long red burgundy stairs, carrying the silver tray between his slims fingers. The pigmentation on his skin drained slowly from his skin as he walked close to the top of the red stairs. The light which illuminated the stairs grew darker as the reach the top, striking fear and bring out sweat from the boy's soul. The boy reach the top of the stair, he glanced backward behind his shoulder, the floor below seemed ground which mortal walk upon. The boy took a deep gulp of air and walk towards the red baize door, holding the tray silver tray in his hands. As he reached the red baize door he knocked softly against the door. Only to hear the response of heavy breathing. The door did not move, only the noise of heavy breathing. The boy knocked harder on the strange entity. The door did move for the child. The boy frowned, confused by the action from the other side, and knocked even harder. The door opened only to get the door open with a slight crack with a monster peering back and a loose smile. The tray dropped hard and shatter on the red oak floor as the boy stumbled back and fell back to earth.