The water was just as welcoming as it had been on the night when Rainsford had fallen off the yacht; not at all. However, he supposed wildly flailing in the deep murky blue of the ocean was better than being torn apart by the pack of hounds. Rainsford held his breath underwater, the salt stinging his eyes.
“Clever one, that Rainsford fellow.” General Zaroff remarked, peering at the blustering waters. He lit one of his cigarettes. “What a shame, though. Death by drowning.”
Confirming that the blurry figures disappeared from the cliff, Rainsford bursted above the sea, gasping for air. The navy blue sky was now dotted with glittering stars, but there was still a smudge of orange and red towards the west. The dark silhouette of the château loomed in the distance, and Rainsford swam towards it. As he got to the shore, he was exhausted and chilled to the bone; the bitter air of the night only making matters worse.
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“You have not perished!”
“I believe we have unfinished business, General.” Rainsford smiled. “A game to finish.”
“I get what you’re playing at, Rainsford. Well then, one of us will make a delicious treat for my poor hou-”
A loud thud interrupted General Zaroff’s words. The two men stared blankly at each other.
“Now, who in God’s name is here at this hour?” The general muttered, swinging open his bedroom door.
Rainsford hesitantly followed, staying at the top of the stairs. He heard the front door creak open.
“I apologize for interrupting anything, sir, but I recently lost..” The meek voice was muffled by Rainsford’s thunderous footsteps.
“Whitney!?” Rainsford pushed past the general. Indeed, it was Whitney standing before him.
“Rainsford?!” Whitney gasped.
“It is a guess that this young fellow is the one you’re looking for?” General Zaroff smiled. Rainsford scowled at him.
“Um, yes, sir.”
“Swell! Why don’t you two stay the night? It’s very
“Clever one, that Rainsford fellow.” General Zaroff remarked, peering at the blustering waters. He lit one of his cigarettes. “What a shame, though. Death by drowning.”
Confirming that the blurry figures disappeared from the cliff, Rainsford bursted above the sea, gasping for air. The navy blue sky was now dotted with glittering stars, but there was still a smudge of orange and red towards the west. The dark silhouette of the château loomed in the distance, and Rainsford swam towards it. As he got to the shore, he was exhausted and chilled to the bone; the bitter air of the night only making matters worse.
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“You have not perished!”
“I believe we have unfinished business, General.” Rainsford smiled. “A game to finish.”
“I get what you’re playing at, Rainsford. Well then, one of us will make a delicious treat for my poor hou-”
A loud thud interrupted General Zaroff’s words. The two men stared blankly at each other.
“Now, who in God’s name is here at this hour?” The general muttered, swinging open his bedroom door.
Rainsford hesitantly followed, staying at the top of the stairs. He heard the front door creak open.
“I apologize for interrupting anything, sir, but I recently lost..” The meek voice was muffled by Rainsford’s thunderous footsteps.
“Whitney!?” Rainsford pushed past the general. Indeed, it was Whitney standing before him.
“Rainsford?!” Whitney gasped.
“It is a guess that this young fellow is the one you’re looking for?” General Zaroff smiled. Rainsford scowled at him.
“Um, yes, sir.”
“Swell! Why don’t you two stay the night? It’s very