Author's Note: I don't own the amazing game of Ib and its characters, I only own Sarah and Amber.
Review on which pairing I should do. :3
IMPORTANT UPDATE!: I rewrote the first chapter, but everything is basically the same, sorry about that.
Story Name: Sanity
Rating: T-M (Further chapters will have gore)
.:Rabbit's Hole:.
Today was the perfect day to go fishing.
Amber didn't really think so, unlike anyone else she wanted to go to an art exhibit. Not just any other art exhibit. The Guertena art exhibit.
People may think that Amber wanted to be an artist. No, she just loved to look at art. Looking at art was something that took her from reality. Something that made her imagine herself in the painting's world. She always see her as the painting.
Where does Sarah come in?
Sarah is Amber's sister. She was the opposite. She hated being creative, she never took interest in anything her sister did.
Now before you call her a 'poop', I will tell you a story. A story you will tell your grandchildren. A story that will be crammed in the attic of your brain, either if it's good or bad.
The story of Amber and her Wonderland.
She examined the masterpiece intently, seeing if an adventure would pop up in her head. An exciting one too, not one of the misery walks she had been taking earlier downstairs.
Sarah was already bored, glancing over to the rose sculpture. A little kid leaned over the velvet roping that surrounded the giant flower and picked at one of its enormous petals. Sarah let out an annoyed sigh, obviously irritated from the kid's careless action. But what really agitated her the most was coming here in the first place. Mom and dad demanded to take Amber to the exhibit. While Sarah was the only one 'celebrating' Amber's special day; her parents do nothing but hide in their room to fill up on wine.
She never blamed them, Amber was never a child no one wanted to be friends with. The auburn haired girl was indeed a strange one, she'll throw silent fits in her head that only Sarah could see. She'll play by herself, almost long enough to miss out on the entire day. Amber only saw reality in fantasy, taking her stuffed animals and pretend that they were the talking animals from 'Alice and Wonderland' or she'll have hallucinations, seeing things in differently to others.
She was a qualified mental patient. She truly was.
The only time they had a fair conversation was when Amber wondered what Sarah thought of going to the museum.
Not wanting to make her sister feel more insecure than she already was, she answered:
"I'll live."
Amber didn't argue about her answer; she didn't even take any of it in. Her eyes were blank and she left Sarah's room.
Sarah was sure that was something to remember since Amber was an oddball. She never talked to Sarah like that. Sarah instantly thought something was wrong with Amber.
The flickering from the lights snapped Sarah from her train of thoughts. She must have zoned out for too long, everyone was gone.
But Amber wasn't, she gazed into the Fabricated World that hung on the wall. Oblivious to the vines crawling and roping around her wrists, dragging her into the painting. Sarah ran up to the girl, attempting to pry the tight vines off of Amber.
Taking a glance at Amber's brown eyes, was horrifying. There was no soul, no emotion. Just a mesmerized glare.
Sarah's panic caused the vines to snatch at her at an alarming speed. They pulled her in, dug thorns into the fleshy part of her arm. Choking the circulation off to yank her in harshly into the painting.
The last thing she saw was the smile on Amber's face.
A smile that was engraved in Sarah's mind.
Because this was the only smile Amber had ever spread on her hollow face.
A/N: It's short, I'm sorry. I wanted to see how the thing will go out. Please R&R. :3
Updates: I had to change Maddy's name because it was already taken in the Ib fandom. I don't know about you, but it can get awkward. Plus this name describes her, and her hair. :D
I basically just molested the whole entire story. ;-;
*throws lemon candy*