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Slowly, so slowly, oh, ever so slowly Drake felt his body calm down. He continued to lay on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. It was a rather nice ceiling, a bit plain, but still nice. It was much nicer than his dream, at least. Drake let his thoughts lazily buzz through his mind, never stopping for long on one blossom of contemplation. What was James doing right now? He always looked so solemn. It was part of the reason Drake liked to boy so much. He was very thoughtful. And it was rare for him to express emotions.

Speaking of emotions, what was Gepetto doing? Did he feel the same way Drake thought James felt about the young man? Even thought Drake felt a slight sting of jealousy, it was his butler, not Gepetto's, he still thought it was rather cute. And he'd get to comfort James after the young man's death. James was usually the one doing the comforting.

No, Drake was going to avoid that train of thought for the moment.

Ignore ignore ignore...not thinking...stop thinking...What were the others doing? Drake jumped on the new thought. Well, maybe Tom...Tom might be in the kitchen, trying to think of a way to kill the others. he seemed to be the only one who would be capable of killing. Esther and Monica would either be talking to each other or brooding in their rooms, they were two respectable high born ladies, they probably didn't have much of a fight in then. Unless, maybe there was some rivalry between them. Yes, and they could attack each other. Oh, that would be great fun. Hilarious. Gepetto, Gepetto would probably still be in his room, he hadn't seemed all that well at all. Had James checked on him yet? And Deget. The spunky young miss. She would be exploring if she was anything like her brother. did she have James with her? Maybe. Drake couldn't decide if she would or not.

There. that was everyone. Drake could see them in his minds eye, going about what ever it was he imagined them to be doing. Hmm... when was lunch? what time was it now? Drake flicked his reddish eyes open to glance at the window. It was still morning time from the way the light shone into the room. Still a time yet until lunch. What would he make? And what about for tea time?

Hmm... He was feeling uncomfortable now...

Drake shifted slightly, turning his head to one side so he as staring at the door, which was slightly ajar. He'd forgotten to close and lock it. Oh well, no one would be able to kill him anyway, so it did not matter. Drake used the side of the chair to pull the shoe off his elevated foot, and then examined the pale appendage. How interesting. How...

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