Chapter fifty two

The living room is much different from the parlor that Jeremy waited in. It is much smaller and much less fanciful. As a matter of fact, it is a little gloomy, sad, and dark.

The maids who were dressed in black and white uniform were replaced with women dressed in black with black hats on.

"Take your seat, master Gilbert will see you now." The maid that took over from the last said and led him to an equally plush couch.

"I see you came," Gilbert's voice came from above him and Jeremy had to look up.

At the balcony just above him, the man stood, his eyes cast down at him, his face not friendly.

"And you came along too," he said as he descended the staircase and came to the living room area, "How brave." He added.

"What's there to be afraid of?" He asked casually and Gilbert smiled, almost like he had a dark secret that Jeremy did not know about.

"You really have no idea what you're getting into, do you, Jeremy Harrison?" He asked as he too took his seat across from him.

"Why di