Bedroom Observation Essay

I awoke Friday morning to the sounds of banging pots and pans and I knew it was no one other than my brother up making breakfast. Daylight saving had just occured so the sun was starting to shine its rays earlier than normal. Guessing by how bright my room was lit up by the sun's natural light, I would say it was around 7:00 a.m. Laying in my bed contemplating on whether or not I want to get up to start my day or tell my boss I can't make it into work so I can relax a little longer, not going in seemed like the most logical solution since I had gotten off of work late last night. I lay here staring at the ceiling for a few minutes when suddenly I hear the door open. "Elizabeth, what are you doing still laying down? Did you forget what today was?" Completely clueless I answer, "What are you talking about Richard? I have no special plans today." His jaw drops as if I had

just told him that his favorite meal of brocolli and asparagus tasted repulsive (It does but I wont tell him that.) Looking at his facial expression for a few seconds, suddenly it's like a light bulb goes off inside my head! Quickly I jump up as if a fire was just lit under me. "I'm going to meet the King and Queen today!" Richard looks at me and chuckles. "Now that is the Elizabeth I know. I'm going to leave and let you get dressed."
Two days prior, Wednesday started off as a typical Wednesday.

After running a few errands, I was scheduled to go into work at 1:00 p.m. Normally the restaurant is packed around this time, as people grab lunch. I walked into the restaurant and it was alive with the buzzing and chattering of conversation. Although there were thirty plus people sitting down having lunch, one face in particular stood out in the crowd. I rushed over to my coworker and before she could look up i quickly blurted out, "Is that who I think it is?" She looked a little confused so I followed it with "Lady Macbeth! Is that Lady Macbeth?!" I realized I may have said that a little too loudly as the chattering suddenly stopped and the red haired maiden was staring in our direction. Liliana nodded her head yes and I couldn't contain my excitement. Before I could have another outburst, Liliana said, "Here she comes." Suddenly a lump caught in my throat and my palms were sweaty. I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder and as I turned around, I was face to face with a beautiful gingered hair woman, her green eyes sparkling with

amusement.
"I dont mean to intrude on your conversation but I couldn't help but overhear. I have been looking for a reason to come over here for the past five minutes," a soft voice spoke out. "Is there any way that I can talk to your manager?" The first thing that ran through my mind is, "This is the first time we have had her as a customer. Is she going to complain that the food was bad? With her being royalty, she has eaten at finer establishments than this, im sure of it." Then my mind went back to her question. I am the manager. "Y-y-yes ma'am. You are speaking to her." "Oh goodie! I just wanted to say that everything in your establishment is the best I have come across in a long time and I was very pleased with every single aspect, down to your waiters." I was a bit taken aback by her response so I was choked up and couldn't seem to speak. "Anyways, i know this is short notice but King Macbeth and I will be having a banquet on Friday night. I have been searching for a perfect catering company to cater the banquet, and it seems as if I had found it. Would you and your company do me the honor of catering the banquet?" My company doesn't do catering but that somehow doesn't stop me from blurting out, "Yes, we will be honored!" "Very well then," she says as she pays her and her guests tab then exits the restaurant. My excitement quickly became reality when Liliana looked at me and said, "How are we going to pull catering a party off?"
The night of the banquet was finally here and although these past 48 hours have been the most stressful, I truly believe that we will pull this banquet off. The banquet was held near Lady lake, close to Macbeth and Lady Macbeth's castle under an all white cabana. Everybody was dressed in black and white. The menu that Lady Macbeth requested consisted of lobsters, steak, potatoes and brocolli and cheese and white wine. The night air carried the scents throughout the town and brought about a few uninvited guests, that were quickly removed by the king's noblemen. King Macbeth and Lady Macbeth arrived fairly early. Lady Macbeth was smiling and greeting the guests but the somber look on King Macbeth's face worried me. Did he not think everything looked wonderful? Before I could get to thinking too deep, King Macbeth was stopped by a guest. They talked for a minute at most and during that one minute, you would think that the guest told King Macbeth that he won the lottery (not that he needed it.) From that point on, King Macbeth had the biggest smile on his face as they continued on to their table. As they prepared to be seated, King Macbeth looked at his seat with the strangest facial expression I have seen in my twenty years of living. Lady Macbeth nudged Macbeth to take his seat but he refused. She looked quite embarrassed as it took her 5 minutes to get him to take a seat, and still the seat he took wasn't the one he was reserved to sit in.
Once everybody was settled and the food was done being served, I heard compliments from everywhere. "This is quite delicious!" "This is marvelous! The best food i've had in a while." "I am going to recommend this company to everyone I come across!" I was so pleased with the compliments and I figured this was the big break myself and my company had worked so hard for. As i was basking in the compliments a voice suddenly blurted out, "how can this be?! I thought you were dead!" The room fell silent. Lady Macbeth's face flushed and I quickly realized the statement came from King Macbeth. He quickly grabbed her hand and lead her out of the dining hall. I heard yelling then Lady Macbeth came back in, quickly thanked me and left. As everyone got the memo that the banquet was over, they got up to leave. I walked into the kitchen and I seen a man, mid 40's, in a black suit standing by the stove. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I got goosebumps as I realized something about this man was rather ghostly. Before I could run out of the kitchen, he called out to me: by name. I slowly turned around and observed him. Sure enough he didn't work for the company so I hadn't the slightest clue as to how he knew my name.
"I'm sorry ma'am. I can see you are a little frightened and I mean no harm." "Oh no, it's fine," I replied, knowing that for some reason I was scared out of my mind of this man and his next statement will confirm why I feel the way that I do. "My name is Banquo. Last week, the king ordered four men to kill me. They beat me to death and I just want to make it clear that I will be avenged!" After he finished his statement, he quickly disappeared. I fainted. I awoke the next morning in my bed and sure enough thought that what had occured the night prior was a dream. The fact that I was still in my uniform confirmed that it was not. I quickly hopped up and took my shower and set out on my trek for Lady Macbeth. This revelation was surely not something I can keep to myself. I had to find Lady Macbeth to let her know of the claims that were being made against her husband.
I walked outside and down to the restaurant and checked with Liliana to see if Lady Macbeth had shown up there for lunch today. "No Eli, she hasn't come down here today but you may want to go check at the castle to see if she is there." It completely slipped my mind that I knew where she lived. I ran out the door and down a couple blocks to the castle and thankfully, she was the first person I seen as I approached the castle. "Lady Macbeth," I yelled to her and she turned around. "Yes? Elizabeth isn't it? How may I help you." Out of breath before I could even think about what I was saying, my mouth ran at 100 miles per hour and I notified her of what I had seen. "The night of the banquet after you and King Macbeth left, a man appeared to me in the kitchen. He told me that he had been killed by four men because Macbeth had told them to. He wanted to let Macbeth know that he will be avenged and I am positive that is the same man that appeared to Macbeth that had him flipping out." I finished and tried to catch my breath and the expression on Lady Macbeth's face was as if she had seen a ghost. "Wow. I don't know what to say to this." She was quiet for a few minutes after that and I took that as my que to go. I said my goodbyes and started to walk home. "Maybe I should have kept that to myself," I thought. Somehow I thought that this situation was just beginning instead of being over.
Tuesday I arrived at work preparing to work until closing. The day dragged on slowly and not many customers came in so I decided to close at 7:00 p.m. instead of 9:00 p.m. As I finished closing up, a white van pulled up and a short, gruffy man got out and approached me. "Excuse me ma'am." As I finish locking up the restaurant, I tell him that we are closed for the night and start walking the other way. Suddenly three more men exit the van and start walking towards me. The short one repeats himself with another sentence following that sent chills up my spine. "Excuse me ma'am. Are you Elizabeth?" "Yes I am. Who wants t-..." Before I can finish my sentence, tape is put over my mouth and I am thrown into the back of the van. As the four men converse, I quickly realize who they are and what their mission is. "Lady Macbeth said she has to be silenced. How should we do this?" As they sit discussing how they should murder me, I think back to my thoughts earlier. Maybe I should have kept my mouth closed. The van stops after a few minutes and I am taken from the van and threw into a small room that smells of mold inside of the castle. One of the men, a tall slender caucasion man, was given instructions to make sure I dont get away while the other three men went to talk to Macbeth about how he wanted me killed.
After about fifteen minutes of sitting and waiting, I could see the man who was put in charge to watch me getting sleepy. Five minutes later, he is asleep and I see this as my perfect opportunity. I struggle to get the rope that is binding my wrists loose and after fidgeting for a few minutes, I am finally successful. I open the door and peep down the hallway to make sure no one is coming. After I am positive the coast is clear I run for my life down the hallway and out the front door. I am tired but that doesn't stop me, my adrenaline has me running all the way home like the energizer bunny. I burst through the front door and Richard looks at me bewildered. "Elizabeth, it's almost 11 p.m. Where have you been?" "I have no time to answer questions Richie. Pack your stuff." I responded. He stares at me with a puzzled look as if wanting to question why but instead he says okay and heads to his room to start packing.
Around 1 a.m. we are headed to the train station with all of belongings, not sure where we were going but I know that for our safety, we have to leave Knight Falls. As we are seated on the train, Richard starts questioning me. "Are you going to tell me where we are going or why we had to leave yet?" "Now is not the right time Richard." He seemed to get the hint that I wasn't going to say anything more on the subject and he laid back into his seat and dozed off. As I sit and stare out the window, I think about my thoughts that I had before I even spoke to Lady Macbeth. Maybe I should have kept that revelation to myself then it feels like deja vu because I have the same chilling thought. This is not the end of the terror that I will have to endure but it is only the beginning.