'What should I do?' Agnes started to feel her mind going crazy when the voices coming from the room became more and more pronounced. Suddenly the voices vanished altogether.
Yet horrified Agnes stepped back when she saw Tessa's feet hovering a few inches above the ground.
Stepping back, the red-haired woman shuddered because her back collided with a soft surface. She knew for certain that there was someone standing behind her.
Gathering her courage, she turned around only to see the familiar old butler standing there, holding a lamp before his face. "Dear guest, may I ask if you need anything?"
"Jarvis?" Agnes almost yelped in fear, but she forced herself to calm down by taking a deep breath. "You scared me—no! You have to help; something is wrong with Tessa."
"I apologize; that was not my intention." The butler seemed genuinely caught off guard by her response. He looked past Agnes, and his eyes widened ever so slightly, "young lady!"
