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Billy crossed the room slowly and sat down near the edge of the couch. “Oh Mr. Weaver, have some of my tea, it takes me four days to brew it perfectly.” When Billy takes a sip of the tea, he notices immediately that it tastes kind of o

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He sat down, becoming quite suspicious of the middle-aged woman. The landlady then asked, “Don’t you like your tea? I made it especially for you,” and as soon as Billy took a sip, he plunged into eternal darkness.

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"Why thank you," said Billy "I really have heard their names from somewhere before, but I can't seem to place my finger on it." A sudden realization comes to his mind, they were in the news.  They had went missing about 1 year apart from each other, which was about 2 years ago.

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Billy was getting suspicious of the landlady's kindness. He was in worry that something bad was going to happen and that the landlady was doing all this to get Billy's trust. After this paticular night, Billy started to be more careful and aware of his surroundings.

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Billy then ambled over, he then seated himself next to the woman. The landlady still maintained her tea, she held the teacup lower now—almost as if she was now a lioness guarding her kill. “Now you rest while I fetch your biscuit dear,” the landlady spoke motherly, but somehow in a wolfish way.

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"Why thank you," said Billy "I really have heard their names from somewhere before, but I can't seem to place my finger on it." A sudden realization comes to his mind, they were in the news. They had went missing about 1 year apart from each other, which was about 2 years ago.

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Billy took a small sip of the warm tea in his hands and immediately felt the warmth spread throughout his body.  After his third of fourth sip (he couldn't really tell which) he began to feel an overwhelming sense of tiredness, he felt smaller somehow the glass suddenly to big for his hands and the couch had seemed to grow. He awoke to find himself high above the ground surrounded by glass, and he saw the landlady's face a wide grin stretched across, it huge with her nose touching the glass, she was pointing to a mirror in the corner of his room, there he saw his reflection, or rather, a lizards. 

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Billy took a small sip of the warm tea in his hands and immediately felt the warmth spread throughout his body.  After his third of fourth sip (he couldn't really tell which) he began to feel an overwhelming sense of tiredness, he felt smaller somehow the glass suddenly to big for his hands and the couch had seemed to grow. He awoke to find himself high above the ground surrounded by glass, and he saw the landlady's face a wide grin stretched across, it huge with her nose touching the glass, she was pointing to a mirror in the corner of his room, there he saw his reflection, or rather, a lizards. 

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Although Billy had his suspicions, he crossed the room and sat on the sofa. He kept thinking about how the guest book was dated 3 years ago, how the names were familiar to him. He pushed his thoughts aside and started drinking his cup of tea.

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They walked into his room carefully and she placed the teacup in front of him “well taka a sip” Billy lifted the tea cup slowly and moved it towards his face and started to speculate something was wrong.

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The Landlady was acting awfully nice with Billy and when told to log his name into the guest book, Billy thinks he remembers the names and starts thinking about it and starts asking a lot of questions. When the Landlady finds that he is getting too far with questions, she asks him if he would like some tea and ginger biscuits before bed. I think that the Landlady poisoned the other residents and the Landlady is about to kill or poison Billy Weaver.

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Billy had grown up eating his mothers ginger biscuits and simply couldn’t resist a taste of his childhood. He thanked the Landlady for the tea and returned to his room, as he was walking up the stairs, he started to feel dizzy. Suddenly, he remembered where he had heard the names but before he could confront the Landlady, he hit his head and blacked out.

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Billy accepted the offer, thankful, as the bitter cold had brought a rumble to his stomach. The tea trickled down his throat, instantly warming him up. The landlady inched closer with a soft smile as his vision blurred and weighty eyes shut.

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She did seem like a rather nice lady, and he could not bring himself to disappoint her. After all, who wouldn’t enjoy a nice cup of tea before bed? He gladly accepted the tea and ginger biscuit and sat down on the big sofa.

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Billy sat down next to the sweet old lady and started drinking some tea, “I can’t seem to put my finger on it,” he said, “it seems so familiar, why can’t I remember?”

The lady was staring at him intensely, “maybe some old friends?”, he just shook his head distractedly, too deep in thought to form words.

“You know,” the old lady started, “ sometimes things happen for a reason,” she said in a rather mysterious voice, but then, all I heard was glass shattering as everything went black.

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Billy pondered for a moment before walking his way over to the sofa. "What made the names so memorable?" He thought aloud. "What connection do these names have?" "Excuse me dear," she said, "your tea is getting cold."

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Billy pondered for a moment before walking his way over to the sofa. "What made the names so memorable?" He thought aloud. "What connection do these names have?" "Excuse me dear," she said, "your tea is getting cold."

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As Billy sat down on the sofa, he couldn't stop thinking about why the names were so memorable to him. That was all he thought about all night. He began to become skeptical about staying at this ladies house.

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I'll give you a nice cup of tea and a ginger biscuit before you go to bed...

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I'll give you a nice cup of tea and a ginger biscuit before you go to bed...

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Billy looked around the room, noticing all the animals were dead. Suddenly, he looks back at the sign in book and decided to stay quite about his notice. He knew beforehand that this wasn't going to be good and he decides to find time to leave the house before she can stop him.

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She gives him tea and they both chat about Mulholland and Temple. She goes into her closet and he realizes that both of them were dead. She then returns with an axe and knife and says "come here boi"

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"Why thank you, that would be delightful." Billy said as he slowly waltzed over to the sofa. He sat beside the landlady and sipped on his tea, it seemed as though the room were spinning, time stopping, before he let go, dozing off.

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"No, thank you, really" said Billy. He was beginning to grow skeptical of the landlady's excessive generosity. He pondered more of the names and where he had heard them, while the landlady merely smiled and sipped her tea.

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Billy pondered for a moment before walking his way over to the sofa. "What made the names so memorable?" He thought aloud.

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Billy pondered for a moment before walking his way over to the sofa. "What made the names so memorable?" He thought aloud.

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Billy sat on the sofa near the warm fire with his tea still racking his brain for where he could have possibly heard those names. As he sipped his tea he slowly started to feel drowsy and the more he sipped the more drowsy he felt. "Um... excuse me ma'am but what exactly di, di, dib bo ...." As Billy continued to talk he realized his words were starting to slur, he tried to get up and go to his room but it was no use as the black from the corners of his eyes slowly took over until he was completely out of it.

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As Billy sat down to sip the warm cup of tea, and munch on the delicious ginger biscuit, he renounced that he would go to bed soon. “Do get a good night's sleep, Mr. Wilkins.” she said. “No, not Wilkins. Weaver.” Billy added, “That’s my name.”

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As Billy sat down to sip the warm cup of tea, and munch on the delicious ginger biscuit, he renounced that he would go to bed soon. “Do get a good night's sleep, Mr. Wilkins.” she said. “No, not Wilkins. Weaver.” Billy added, “That’s my name.”

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As he tried to speak the word “No,” he felt a seemingly familiar force leading him next to his landlady on the sofa. Billy gazed at his full teacup sitting in front of him. He tried to politely pass on the tea, but found himself drinking the whole cup.

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As he tried to speak the word “No,” he felt a seemingly familiar force leading him next to his landlady on the sofa. Billy gazed at his full teacup sitting in front of him. He tried to politely pass on the tea, but found himself drinking the whole cup.

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Billy slowly sat down on the sofa next to the landlady. As he was drinking his tea, he was trying to remember where he heard those names from. Then, he started getting sleepier and sleepier.

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As Billy sat down and accepted the warm cup of tea as he noticed that the dachshund wasn't moving or breathing. Next, he glanced over at the parrot and it also wasn't moving. He realized that the animals had been in the same position since he arrived which sparked a suspicion that forced him to put the cup of tea down and ask the Landlady what exactly was going on.

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As he tried to speak the words “No,” he felt a seemingly familiar force leading him next to his landlady on the sofa. Billy gazed at his full teacup sitting in front of him.

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As he tried to speak the words “No,” he felt a seemingly familiar force leading him next to his landlady on the sofa. Billy gazed at his full teacup sitting in front of him.

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As Mr. Weaver decided to join the Landlady on the sofa, he began drinking his tea, moments later a huge thump filled the room. The dog started to bark and the parrot started to chirp for the first time. Mr. Weaver was lying unconscious on the floor while the Landlady stared at the fire and finished her tea.

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Even though Billy had insisted that he wasn't hungry, the landlady had urged him to eat one of her scrumptious biscuits. Warily he took the biscuit and started to think of the two young men Christopher Mulholland and Gregory Temple. After he took a bite out of the biscuit the answer dawned on him. Before he could say it there was a flash and Mr.Weaver was gone and in his replacement was a cat.

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Billy kindly took the cup of tea from the landlady and started to assume that she was up to something. He was going upstairs after the teas and thanked the landlady. While climbing the stairs, he felt some pain in his stomach and went unconscious. 

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Billy kindly took the cup of tea from the landlady and started to assume that she was up to something. He was going upstairs after the teas and thanked the landlady. While climbing the stairs, he felt some pain in his stomach and went unconscious. 

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He hesitantly sat down on the couch and took a sip of his tea, but he couldn't help but ponder as to where he had heard those names before. He sat there, not realizing how much time had passed, and saw her standing over him. “It’s time to go to bed,” she says, and before he even realizes, Billy’s thoughts went blank, he couldn't speak, he couldn't walk, and eventually, everything went black.

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Billy crossed the room slowly and sat down near the edge of the couch. “Oh Mr. Weaver, have some of my tea, it takes me four days to brew it perfectly.” When Billy takes a sip of the tea, he notices immediately that it tastes kind of off, and asks “Did you put anything weird in this tea."

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Billy crossed the room slowly and sat down near the edge of the couch. “Oh Mr. Weaver, have some of my tea, it takes me four days to brew it perfectly.” When Billy takes a sip of the tea, he notices immediately that it tastes kind of off, and asks “Did you put anything weird in this tea."

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As Billy sat down on the sofa, next to the landlady, who gave him a single ginger biscuit and a cup of tea, he started to think more about the connection between those two names. “Honey…are you still thinking about Mulholland and Temple,” said the Landlady “I say you stop thinking about it and slowly prepare for sleep.” And so he did, he felt dozy, as the tea dragged him to sleep, he said “Mulholland and Temple…Mulholland and Temple.”

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As Billy began to sip the tea the landlady started striking a conversation. "So Mr.Weasel do you have any particular allergies." Billy has given up on getting the old lady to say his name right so he simply replies, "Why nothing major only one to almonds." However, Billy is not paying any mind to this and is more concerned with figuring out what those two names mean to him not paying mind to the lightheadedness coming about

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“You really shouldn’t bother,” Billy said. “I didn’t mean you to do anything like that.” He stood by the
piano, watching her as she fussed about with the cups and saucers.