It was midnight when the scent of blue hydrangeas filled the garden. Its petals dances within the breeze, and gleaming beneath the moonlight.
A woman gasped for air as she looked around, her steps hurried yet alarmed between the petals.
A small smile tugged on her lips when she finally saw the gate. She hurried her steps, a chuckle escaped her lips between each gasped, filled with sense of liberation.
The woman stretched her arm forward, her smile widened as the tip of her fingers about to reach the gate.
"My deepest apologize."
The woman's breath hitched when she felt something pulled her back. She gasped, and fell on the ground.
Clack.
A sound of heels above the woman's head made her heart jumped in fright. She looked up. A woman in deep blue eyes stared down at her with a small tender smile.
"I believe the contract is five years with one year of probobation. During the first year, you cannot leave the manor."
"C-countess."
"It's all written in the contract, no? Did you not read it carefully before signed it?"
The trembling woman on the ground rolled with stiffed movement. She lifted her head, met the calm, and deep blue eyes.
"I-I,"
The woman gaze drifted behind the Countess. At the window covered with shrub. Her breath hitched.
That thing.
Such a thing, how could it exist?
"Aaa, aa, a..."
The trembling woman's eyes blown wide. The smile on the Countess face still as tender as the dancing petals, watching her.
"Do you have anything else to say, Miss Walker?"
"I-I, no, I—"
"My daughter will greatly missed you. She enjoyed playing with you the most."
Tears rolled on the woman's cheeks, stiffled sobs escaped her lips. She backed away from the smilling Countess with despair suddenly choking her breath away.
The Countess sighed and turned away without a second thought.
"What a shame..."
In the garden full of Blue Hydrangeas, darkness engulfed under the light of the moon.
"N, no, Countess, wait—"
The trembling woman reached out toward the Countess's back.
"I, I'm sorry, please, please let me go."
The woman cried desperatelly.
"Handle her well." The Countess said to the people around her, hiding in the darkness.
"By your will."
"N, no, no!!!"
Man, and woman, wearing servant uniform stepped out from the darkness. Their expressionless face made the woman scream in despair, struggle to get on her feet as she tried to run away from that place.
The Countess hummed, her black long hair flew within the breeze of night. She looked towards the window and stopped walking.
"We have to fill the empty seat now."
"Help me! Please, don't do this! Countess!"
Despite the woman screams and struggles, the Countess didn't waver a bit. She keep looking at the window while the servants pulled her body with eerie smile on their face.
"Madam."
A man in his thirty stood behind the Countess, bowed his body.
"Sebastian." The Countess smiled as she glanced toward the butler.
"How do you want her to be?" Sebastian asked while straightened his body.
"Just the usuall. I'm sorry for waking you up for this." The Countess said with an apologetic smile.
Sebastian shook his head. "It's nothing. It was our duty to serve you."
Sebastian's answer made the Countess chuckle in satisfation.
"You always good with your words, Sebastian. Alright, I want to rest so,"
"I will handle it just like the usual."
The Countess nodded then walked toward the manor, leaving the servants with the struggled woman.
Sebastian bowed to the Countess direction, and turned around, looking at the crying woman.
"She is so loud. The Madam is about to rest."
The servants, silently opening their mouths in laughter, began to pushed Blue Hydrangea petals down the woman's throat.
"!!!!!"
The woman's limbs convulsed. Tears keep streaming down from her wide-open eyes with choked scream. The servant's eyes gleaming in the strange way as their watch petals after petals stuffed inside the woman's mouth.
The scent of Blue Hydrangeas engulfed the woman's throat, making her breath shortened. The woman trembled, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, before she finally fainted.
"Clean everything up."
At the middle-age man's gesture, the strange servants dragged the faint woman away into the mansion.
"We'll be needing a new servants." Sebastian said to the remained servant.
"I shall make some arragements."
"This time, we should offer higher salary."
"What about the other servants whose still staying with us?"
"Raise their salary according to the new arragements."
"I shall do that."
The servant dismissed himself away, leaving the butler alone among the blue dancing petals.
The middle-age man sighed, looking up at the moon.
"I hope we'll find a good one to accompany us."