Richard’s voice boomed across the grand hall of the mansion. “Get the servants! Now!” His calmness was replaced by sheer panic as he knelt beside Grandma Eleanor. His trembling hands hovered over her still form, unsure of where to touch without causing further harm. Her frail body looked even smaller sprawled out at the base of the staircase, her head bleeding profusely.
The servants rushed in from every direction, gasping at the horrific sight. Richard turned to one of them, his eyes wide with fear. “Call Dr. Calloway immediately! Tell him it’s an emergency!” he barked.
Eleanor’s breaths were shallow, and her complexion had turned a sickly pale. “Stay with me, Grandma,” Richard whispered, his voice trembling as he grasped her hand. “Stay with me. Don’t leave me.”
Moments later, the doo
