PIROULLINE

A man remains locked in his small dining room located in his chambers. He is alone except for the company of his two mastiffs. The young man is a spurned lover. He is passed out cold, head down on a tiny dining room table because he is stone drunk. After having drowned his sorrow and grief with liquor following the rejection by of his would-be lover. He is unaware that the dogs are growling and fighting over the bones he threw to them earlier. They came from the remnants of half-eaten food from his discarded silver dinner plate.

But the sleeping man is not completely alone in his big house. Several servants are busy with daily tasks. The remainder of the house is silent as a church. Until the butlers, and the maids hear a persistent sound echoing far from the man's chamber. Footsteps were descending the marble staircase, none too quietly. Someone is approaching the dining room, the individual's mindset with intent. Keys which he carries in his hand on a metal rung jingled. This individual carries a small hand whip and wears a round of stout rope lashed to his pant belt. Oddly enough, he wears black leather gloves on each hand. His name is Oliveri, and he is the groundkeeper for this estate.

Passing through the lower level of the mansion, he watches as two servants scurry past him. Their eyes wide with fear knowing what he is all about. Oliveri approaches the door then is rooted to the spot listening intently. He can hear raucous sounds coming from within the room from where he stands in the corridor. He selects the key he needs to unlock the door. Slipping it into the cylinder, he turns it in the tumbler quickly. Raising his boot high he swiftly kicks the door open. Now inside of the dining room he slams the door shut behind him to safeguard the other residents in the house. All within the dining room goes deathly silent. Until one can hear the scrabbling of long nails on the marble floor coming from the two beasts in the room with him. They are coming on, expediently they are all but galloping in his direction. Oliveri unfurls the whip raising it high over his head it prepares him to do severe bodily damage to the beast as the first dog attacks.

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