"She kept looking at me and her eyes swept over me from head to toe. The landlady stuffed her pets, and they were perfectly preserved. She held her tea tray away from her as if it were a hazard. There was also a guestbook that she was eager for me to sign," Billy says. That guestbook had two previous entries, both occurring two to three years ago. What's worse is that they belonged to Christopher Mulholland and Gregory W. Temple. Both boys were missing and made the headlines for this. "The landlady told me that they were still here- on the third floor to be exact. Based on everything I'd learned from her, I assumed that she had killed them and stuffed them. Not knowing by what means she had killed them, I became uptight and cautious. Then I figured it out, it was the tea!!! It tasted of bitter almonds, which I know is what poison tastes like. I knew this because of my knowledge of poison, for I suffer from toxicophobia," Mr. Weaver said as he grimaced. Knowing the danger of poison, Mr. Weaver found an excuse to leave the sitting room and took a poison antidote out of his suitcase. Taking this antidote, he jumped out of the window due to it being low to the
"She kept looking at me and her eyes swept over me from head to toe. The landlady stuffed her pets, and they were perfectly preserved. She held her tea tray away from her as if it were a hazard. There was also a guestbook that she was eager for me to sign," Billy says. That guestbook had two previous entries, both occurring two to three years ago. What's worse is that they belonged to Christopher Mulholland and Gregory W. Temple. Both boys were missing and made the headlines for this. "The landlady told me that they were still here- on the third floor to be exact. Based on everything I'd learned from her, I assumed that she had killed them and stuffed them. Not knowing by what means she had killed them, I became uptight and cautious. Then I figured it out, it was the tea!!! It tasted of bitter almonds, which I know is what poison tastes like. I knew this because of my knowledge of poison, for I suffer from toxicophobia," Mr. Weaver said as he grimaced. Knowing the danger of poison, Mr. Weaver found an excuse to leave the sitting room and took a poison antidote out of his suitcase. Taking this antidote, he jumped out of the window due to it being low to the