…On the Hilltop, at Hilltop Hall, in the Hilltop Hall living room, a Mouse and a Dutchess sit together, side by side, in a window nook viewing the misty garden. They look worried!
-I do hope all our friends have found shelter….. twittered Miss Moussie, and I better stay with you dearest, in case something happens, I mean..you being all alone in this big old Hilltop mansion..!
-Please do...answered the Dutchess …but I must say I do like a good thunderstorm once in a while. It clears the air..…
-Yes…well…I don’t know twittered Miss Moussie …Maybe..some tea dear..to calm our nerves..?
-That’s a wonderful idea. You stay put my sweet mouse…I will be back in jiffy..
The Dutchess left the living room, leaving Miss Moussie staring into the fog…it turned from green into a mysterious purple haze.
The passage from the living room towards the kitchen was dark. It was a hallway filled with old ornaments, and the walls were decorated with paintings from the Dutchess’s ancestors.
There was one with a Pirate…and one picturing a lady in a wintry forest,in depth of field with next to her an owl sitting on a fence.
Quickly our Dutchess moved through the corridor..…the darkness didn't bother her…she knew every shadow and every sound..
But..did she really…?
Because, then, suddenly, she heard something ..softer then a whisper..more like someone breathing.. followed by a very clear tinkling sound. Like a bell or icicle’s moving in the wind..
Abruptly the Dutchess stopped ….she listened…who, or what was it that made this corridor into its hiding place....!
-Anybody there…she said in a calm tone of voice…and she repeated…ANYBODY ..answer me please…!
No answer was heard..…only the ticking of the clock…and THEN…the first LOUD thunder accompanied by the BIGGEST lightning flash..immediately followed by the most frightful twitters uttered by Miss Moussie ……-There he is ..I saw him…there he is..!!
Now, DEAR READER AND FRIEND…I’m confused…who was where, and where was what… Anyhow…"THEY"are HERE…