John, The Grandkid’s Version

I remembered it happening like this. Some friends and mine were wondering around the mansion, when we heard this terrible racket. Being the young teenagers we are, we ran towards the area we heard the sound from. Standing in the middle of the room was this horrifying beast with being red eyes and taser sharp teeth’s. It looked like a combination of a bear and a wolf. My friends and I started running, and the beast followed us. We started running towards the safe room, which had boards up on its doors. Annie quickly started pulling them down, throwing them behind us hoping that it would hit the beast in the head…

“That’s not how it happened stupid!” Marie screamed.

“I wouldn’t think old people would believe us young ones,” John stated.

“Be nice to your grandma, young man!” Marie said. “This is how it truly happened.”

Marie, The Wife’s Version

There was a party that had been thrown by my wonderful husband, the owner of the mansion. The food and drinks were simply marvelous! Of course all of the teenagers were running around the mansion being dumb as usual, while us adults and elders were having a blast partying! My husband and I had lots of fun chatting with some of our old friends. I remember seeing that there

was a group of adults who had drank too much, and thought it be fun to break things around the room. Before you knew it, windows were broken and curtains were torn.

“I may have not been in there but I can assure you that’s not what happened,” The butler said.

“Whatever,” Marie scoffed.

“Well if you know what happened why don’t you tell,” Scott, the detective said.

“Well I will!” James the butler said, getting out of his chair.

James, The Butlers Version

Master had requested I serve tea for the people in the party. The tea had been drunken all, so I agreed to his request. I made the tea and placed it on my silver platter. I walked into the room where the party was. I seen Marie and the master talking with some guests, and John running off with his friends. As I started walking around the room, it started to shake! Windows managed to be broken, and people tore the curtains from panicking. The guests were starting to take cover underneath things, and I did the same. I ran underneath the food table, and tried to figure out what was this horrible thing. It soon came to me. An earthquake!

“That’s not how it happened either stupid!” Marie yelled.

“I swear it was a beast!” John exclaimed.

“Beasts don’t exist, sonny,” Marie said calmly.

“You’d have to see it to believe it!”

“Well what was that shaking?” James asked.

“This has been going on for too long!” Kevin, the owner of the mansion yelled. “I’m sure Scott is tired of hearing you people bickering! Now this is how it really happened!”

Kevin, The Owner/Master’s Version

As it’s been told in all of these other versions, I was at the party with my wife, visiting with some friends. John ran off with his friends, and James went to go get more tea. Now, I’d love to know where you folks have been getting these crazy ideas from, for none of them ever happened. You see, when the guests started arriving, they went to the wrong room. The real party room was all set up for a party, with great food and great lighting. For some reason, the guests went to the old party room, where the windows are broken and the curtains are torn. You see, none of your stories happened. There were so many people at the party, that no one noticed the room was worn down. I brought the food and drinks to the old party room, so no one would realize.

“I guess my work here is done,” Scott said. He got up. And headed to the door.

“That’s why you always pay attention to small details,” Kevin said. “You never know when it’ll be important.”