Murder at Kinley Mansion

Late at night, long ago,

As on the land, the rain did blow,

About the land lay a town,

Silence seemed to be the only sound.

Suddenly, the peace was shattered,

As a woman came along all pale and battered,

Glancing about in much fear,

Checking constantly to see if the coast was truly clear. 

She went until she found her home,

Entering she sat all alone,

T'was then the phone pierced the night,

The woman looked at it with much fright.

On and on, it continued to ring,

And all she saw was a cursed thing,

When it proved too much to bear,

She took the phone up with the greatest care.

"This is she, the woman said,

Silence fell as she listened with dread,

Then fear clear in her tone,

Far worse than she had ever known.

She then stated she'd stay quiet,

Hoping that her tormentor would buy it,

But when her tormentor would not yield,

She finally threatened her rage no longer concealed.

"Listen don't threaten me," she did say,

If you do not stay away,

I'll go to the police I will,

And slamming the phone down she took her fill.

Not noticing how the beer did burn,

She stumbled about as her battle did churn,

"You're a fool Kate!" she said outright,

Turning down a million pounds she yelled her voice tight,

"And what have your morals gotten ya?" She'd scold,

In a fix, that's what, realizing she was beginning to fold,

What am I saying? She asked, senses coming through,

I couldn't kill the baroness, the one thing she knew to be true.

With a thud, the door blew wide,

Is that you miss? The woman then cried,

Raising a gun as she backed away

Stay away, she continued to say. 

Suddenly a hand shot out,

And as the woman thrashed about

A knife flashed into sight,

T'was then the woman lost the fight.