Agents of Darkness III

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Mr and Mrs Sinster explored their new home.

A partition wall hid the staircase which led up from the kitchen on the opposite side of the open-plan ground floor to the fireplace wall. Mrs Sinster ascended the stairs first, with Mr Sinster climbing just behind. At the top of the stairs was a corridor with a door at either end and two other doors next to each other in the centre of the wall. Also at the top of the stairs was an arched window, which matched the larger arched window at the bottom.

“This must be the bathroom!” predicted Mrs Sinster outside of the first door, in anticipation. She pulled the door open and sighed. It wasn’t the bathroom, but a small rectangular room which held a dustsheet-covered sofa and a spiral staircase. A large window filled the wall opposite the door, and several rows of empty shelves were on the wall opposite the sofa. A small landing with another door appeared to hover at the top of the spiral stairs. “Let’s explore up there before moving on!” Mrs Sinster wanted to see everything at the same time as Mr Sinster. Luckily, Mr Sinster agreed with a nod of his head.

The door on the landing opened onto another large open-plan room. Mrs Sinster flicked on the light switch, which revealed the room had not been used for a while. Several sealed boxes were scattered around the empty room, which must have only been used previously as an attic. As Mrs Sinster observed the potential of this large space, Mr Sinster walked over to another door at the back of the room. He opened the door and switched on the light. Mrs Sinster’s footsteps echoed around the room as she ran to join her red-skinned colleague, and they both looked into the room together.

“You were right about the bathroom!” Mr Sinster smiled, as a large bathroom filled the space in front of them.

“Oooh, I like this…” Mrs Sinster pondered even more potential.

“Let’s go back down to the floor below, and check that out before making any decisions.” Mr Sinster suggested, knowing full well Mrs Sinster was about to claim this level for herself.
  
The room next to the rectangular one was quite large, although a section of the wall opposite the door was used up by the chimney from the fireplace below. Windows then filled the rest of this wall, and the wall that faced the front of the house.

“This is a nice sized room.” Mrs Sinster commented. Mr Sinster noticed an almost pleading look in her eyes.

The next room along was a lot smaller. A window filled the wall opposite the door, but that was the only feature in this room.

“This could be your study.” Mrs Sinster suggested. “Or a nice dressing room.” Mr Sinster smiled.

The final room on the corridor was yet another bathroom, revealed by the bright moonlight outside. Not as large as the bathroom above, and more rectangular, it had large windows on every wall apart from the one that housed the door. A glass wall and door filled one side of the room, beyond which was a shower room. A bath lay opposite the door, below the window, and on the third wall was a toilet and wash basin.

“Hmm…” Mrs Sinster pondered once again. “Not very private.” Through the windows they could both see the large garden behind the house, which was surrounded by trees. “But I think it will be very light and airy!” Mrs Sinster added quickly. She’d already made her mind up about wanting the attic rooms.

“Why don’t you have the floor above,” Mr Sinster suggested helpfully, “and I’ll have this floor, apart from the room with the spiral stairs.”

“Oh, if you insist then.” Mrs Sinster was quick to reply. “One more thing!” Mrs Sinster held her right index finger aloft. “Come on, we need to go back down to the fireplace, I’ve just had an idea.”

They both hurried to the fireplace, and Mrs Sinster lifted the envelope, shaking it gently. She waited.

And waited.

And waited.

“What are you doing?” Mr Sinster asked with a puzzled expression.

Mrs Sinster was about to reply when a stream of golden stars emerged from the envelope. Then, from a bright white light, Gabriel appeared once again.

“Sorry to bother you, Gabriel,” Mrs Sinster gushed, “but could you provide us with some lovely furniture, and decorate the place nicely, and give us some nice bathy stuff, and fresh clothes and linen and things. We’d very much appreciate it!” Her pleading eyes grew wide.

“I’m an angel, Mrs Sinster, not a genie.” Gabriel said in a stern yet soothing angelic tone. “But go on, then. It’s the least I can do as you will now be following my instructions and not those from HR.” Gabriel opened both his hands, palms facing upwards, and sent more golden stars swirling around the room. Mr and Mrs Sinster watched as the stars headed upstairs, leaving another bright white light behind them which faded, to be replaced by luxurious furnishings.

“Now that’s done, I really must go now. I will be in touch with you again soon, once you’ve settled in to your new home!” Gabriel dissolved into even more stars and then streamed back into the envelope.

“Bother!” Mrs Sinster said, sharply. Mr Sinster was taken aback. “He never gave us chance to thank him!” Mrs Sinster added.

“I’m sure there’ll be another time!” Mr Sinster said, looking at the envelope.

A ghostly ‘OoOoOoOoOoO!’ echoed around the room, followed by joyous laughter. Mr and Mrs Sinster looked at each other in silence for a moment, before saying “Soul!” in unison.

8 Comments on “Agents of Darkness III

    • I’m hoping not, Diane, especially from an angel… there were probably more strings attached from HR, but you never know! These characters lead the story…! 🤔

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