As all the guests were sitting and resting their hands on the soft vinyl tablecloth, the tea party started. Everyone stared at each other nervously with a grasp of fear in their eyes. If it had not been for the Duke’s friendliness, the people in this table would be in their graves right now. As they softly pondered on the biscuits they would eat, the host started talking. “Welcome, welcome, welcome thee! I am so proud of having thy here, ladies and gents! Hath it not been for the Duke’s generosity, thy could haveth been on thee graves right now! HA HA HA! Oh there he goes! Our grace, the Duke of Millentium! Thy shall stand to honor thee grace!” As everyone stood up, a cold ambient reached their chests. Feeling uneasy, the guests were fidgeting their clothes. As the Duke walked on the garden’s soft perennials, he was smiling bright and proud. “Oh ho ho, thy are worth of some good praising and glazing for thee actions of lies! Deserving of an act of its own!” said the Duke with a grin while looking at the guests. “Do not mind me looking aroundth! I shall just accompany thy to your sweet bitty gra-” as the Duke spoke the host comes in. “Eh Uh, your Grace, I do not thinketh it is proper for you to be exposedth to such low lifers, thy shall be surroundedth by noble and only noble ambientedth gents.” The host takes the Duke to his bed chamber and keeps the tea party going. “I apologize ladies and gents, hereth shall come the tea! Do not forget to drinketh up!” The tea is served to each individual and they ponder on it as if it was poisoned, or was it?- “Do not looketh further pals! It is quite the servistry! Oneth the best teas in Millentium! Or are thy doubting on the Millentium responsibility and accountability?” All the guests nod and proceed to drink up the tea. In a time span of 3-5 minutes, all guests start to feel nauseous and dizzy without cure. “Are thy feeling good? Thy look like it is your last day!” said the host innocently. All guests fall in an everlasting sleep to never ever wake up and are left in graves in their forever slumber by the host and the Duke…

On a very sunny day, Mary Roland gets kidnapped and taken to a room with a psychopath. Mary was nonchalantly walking on a Sunday morning. She felt awesome after getting her $1,000 after working overtime. Nonetheless, she hadn’t realized the dark alleyway near her. Everything seemed like rainbows and clear skies until everything came crashing down. Mary blacked out and everything went dark after that. She then felt a sudden breeze of what seemed like an old air conditioner. Mary realized she had been kidnapped, on a sudden bump, her eyes were wide opened. She tried to open an old door that was right next to her, but it was blocked. Someone had the keys to it, Mary could feel it. She then saw a stranger in front of her candid eyes. Mary would’ve never thought that such thing would happen on a glorious day like that. This stranger had a man silhouette and came walking slowly towards Mary. The masked man then said, “Death, death, death, for you is all I want-.” Mary said with a desperate voice, “Why’d you choose me of all people, why’d you try to kill me and take the happiness off me-.” The masked psychopath then said, “I just thought it would be fun to experience the feeling of killing someone, the expression of the victims, the unstable expression of angst and despair on the victims.” “You find that amusing!?-”, Mary said with a desperate voice, as if calling for help. “You know this room is isolated from the town, right? No one can hear you, hey, I’m just trying to amuse myself, don’t get desperated-.” “How would I not- I’d call for help if I could!-.” “Then you leave me no options but to kill you…”, said the masked psychopath. “I swear, I’m not going to do anything, I’ll give you money anything you want but not my life, please I’m begging you!” “I’ll take the money but you thought it would be this easy, you’re dead wrong, I mean you’ll be dead soon so it is not a pun at all-”, said the masked psychopath. “I’m at will to do anything but kill me not! I swear I’ll do anything!-”, said Mary with tears running down her face and desperate pleading hands. “Perhaps, you’ll do anything?-”, said the masked psychopath. “You’re gonna throw yourself from that canyon right there, but I’m kinda gonna push you”, said the masked psychopath while pointing at the nearest canyon. “No! Please anything but die not!”, said Mary with blood tears. The masked psychopath then proceeded to open the door and carry Mary. He was a robust and sturdy man, so he carried her easily. When Mary reached the canyon, all her life memories came to mind. All her splendid youth days and old times memories were flashing off her mind. She saw her death near, she had accepted it. The masked psychopath seemed to lose interest when he saw Mary accepting her fate. He then proceeded to drop her off in the middle of a road. When on the road, Mary ran, and ran, as if she was a caged bird and she had finally felt freedom and the will to live again. Mary never knew what happened or who was the masked psychopath, but that taught her to always go to open places and filled with more lights. One never knows when a psychopath might come out of an alleyway. Nonchalant behavior may lead to an easy way for kidnappers, rapists, and psychopaths to take advantage of people.