“Only me?” Billy asked suspiciously. He felt strange peculiar suddenly, his skin tingling.
She suddenly was smiling broadly, looking proudly into Billy’s eyes. “So few men are as young and beautiful as you and the others were”
“Why would that matter,” questioned Billy. He was suddenly very suspicious of this old lady.
“Because those are my favorite.” her smile was even larger. It no longer felt like an old lady smile, more like a little kid looking at her favorite toy.
Billy tried to speak, but the tingling in his skin was becoming stronger and stronger, more like ants crawling across his body then anything else
“Do you want more tea? She asked.
“No-No-o” he stammered.
“I thought not,” she gloated. “It only ever takes one cup. Mr Teatree was surprisingly resistant.”
As the words chilled Billy to his core, the rest of his body turned to fire. His mind started clouding over, and for the first time since stepping into this sweet old ladies house feeling fear.
“You’ll have such fun,” the Landlady laughed, “with Mr Malcom and Mr Terrance”
With his mind floating far away from his burning body, Billy blinked once, blinked twice, and then slipped into darkness.
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