Squished between her brothers, Kendra turned her head and cracked an eye open, just to make sure. Bent at the waist over the crossbar that spanned the well, Colin’s manservant dangled, his clothes streaked with red. More blood dripped from the sopping mass of his prematurely gray hair, echoing as it plopped into the water far below. At the grisly sight she let out a whimper and promptly reburied her face. Until, with an unnerving suddenness, mad laughter burst out behind them.
