The Landlady Alternate Ending

Suddenly, Billy realized the true nature of the landlady. She was a terrible, old witch, killing and stuffing her poor, unfortunate victims. He wondered how it was she killed them when he felt like he was running out of breath. The tea!, he thought to himself. She must have poisoned the tea. he needed to get out of there. Billy practically bounded up the stairway, taking three steps at a time. When he reached his room, he closed the door and locked it securely. He tried to open the window to let some fresh air in, but it was tightly shut. The poison from the tea was slowly killing him, constricting his air passageway as if a killer snake was gradually wrapping itself around his neck and firmly squeezing his throat. I have to get out of this

Once he was fully packed, he slipped into bed, heaving deep, heavy breaths as to obtain maximum oxygen.About fifteen minutes later, the landlady walked up the stairs and peeked into Billy’s room. He was still awake and saw the shadow of the evil witch standing out on the white-painted walls. She whispered something Billy could not hear, closed the door, and descended the stairs down to her room. Billy stayed in bed for another five minutes, ensuring that the landlady had already fallen asleep. Then he stood up, closed his suitcase, and exited the room. The poison had been inside him for twenty minutes now, so he was taking in incredibly loud breaths. He hoped that they weren’t loud enough for the wicked landlady to hear as he descended down the stairs past her room. Once he reached the bottom of the stairway, he looked behind him to make sure the witch was not following him. Once he was sure she wasn’t behind him, Billy continued toward the door. He stopped short to catch his breath, the poison still circulating through his body. Once he could breathe again, he turned the lock of the front door and left the once warm and comforting bed and