Rose petals. Bright light. Men in tuxedos and women in beautiful gowns. They all smile and laugh, feeding the warm atmosphere. A fire crackles somewhere behind them and poster sits on the wall reading 'Always Safe With Daddy'. A golden vent shines on the wall and a small bumping sound escapes from it before two small hands grasp the side of it and a small girl pulls herself up over the edge. She turns herself around and falls from the vent, landing on her feet and sighing happily, a long needle clutched in her hand.
She looks around and sniffs the air like a dog, hopping up onto her tip toes and giggling. "Angels..."
She skips away, through the group of people and up a set of stairs. Knowing exactly where she's going. She pauses only once to sniff the air again before turning a corner and letting out a squeal of joy. "Over here, Daddy!"
Laying on the ground before her is a women who appears to be sleeping, with her arms crossed over her chest and her face peaceful and flawless. The girl kneels next to her and, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, pulls the needle up and stabs it through the women's stomach.
Loud clanking sounds behind her followed by groans directly from a real monster. A metal beast with no face or emotion comes up next to the child and takes a protective stance. The girl doesn't even seem to notice, humming quietly to herself and she continues to stab the body repeatedly.
The girl stands and pulls the needle from the women, tilting the bottle attached to it to her mouth and sucking the blood down greedily. She sputters and coughs but shakes her head and continues drinking. When the bottle empties she smiles and lets out a statisfied sound.
She looks up at the creature that still stands with her and stretches her arms up towards it, jumping and giggling. It leans down with a groan and picks the girl up with utmost care, setting her on it's shoulders and holding still while she adjusts herself.
"This way Mr. Bubbles..." She sings, pointing to the left and swinging her legs off her protectors shoulders.
It takes her to another body and sets her down, once again watching her every move. The girl repeats the process she'd done before and rubs at her eyes as soon as the last of the blood is gone. She yawns in the most innocent way imaginable and looks up at her Daddy with glowing yellow eyes.
"Dream time Mr. B..."
As she crawls up into the vent she hands her needle to her Daddy with a smile and blows a kiss before disappearing from view. And as she disappears, so does the sweet atmosphere.
Rotting flesh. Darkness. Splicers in filthy ripped clothing and Protectors in rusting metal suits. They all scream and cry, causing any sane person left to hide. Water drips from the ceiling and bodies hang from the walls. A rusted, wet metal vent clanks on the wall as the girl crawls away and the Daddy turns with a groan. A Splicer hits the wall with a drill through it's stomach and more blood spills onto Rapture's floors. A loud screech echos in the distance followed by the scream of a little girl and the laugh of a splicer.
The little girl slids from the vent and into a white room filled with other girls. She laughs and dances over to sit with her friends, unaware that they sit in a mess of blood and filth.