Hi there :) so well, I got addicted to Ib from Cry ( ChaoticMonki) and Pewdiepie from YouTube. God I love them so much and this game really got to me and I just had to do something about my obsession so I decided this :) I hope you enjoy it.

"Hey Ib! Its not scary. Here, grab my hand." Garry reached his hand out of the painting and held it out for Ib. For some reason, she turned the other way and started walking along the dark corridors.

"Wait Ib! Where are you going!" Garry was about to jump out to get to her but everything suddenly went white.

"Hm?" Garry was in front of a big red rose sculpture. "Why do I feel so tired?" Garry shook his head and pushed it aside. He was in an art gallery for heck sake! A place that holds his heart and inspires him with every bit of art this place has to offer.

Sighing, he reached in his coat pockets for a lemon candy but felt something silk and smooth instead. Confused and slightly annoyed that he didn't get his sweet treat, he took out the silk piece to examine it.

" A handkerchief? When did I ever have this? There's also a word on it... Ib? Who's Ib?" A flash of images appeared and disappeared within a second. "I was injured...and a girl... gave me this. That girl was Ib then?" Garry frowned, still not understanding what was going on. All of the sudden, lots of pain shot through his head and he groaned in agony, trying his best not to disturb people in the exhibition. He had to leave and get rest, so he left for the day.

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"Ah! You're awake. Good morning Ib, did you have good sleep?" Garry stopped skimming through some books that were in the room. "I had a nightmare." The said girl, who barely uttered any words since they met, dead panned. Garry crouched down to her level. "You poor thing. I can't say I'm surprised. After being exposed to such things, adult or child." He sighed and gave a small, reassuring smile to Ib. " Would you mind looking in that pocket?" Garry pointed his slender finger to the right pocket of his coat. Ib felt inside the pocket and her fingers brushed against a hard little object. She pulled it out and saw it was a piece of candy. "You can have that. Feel free to eat it. Rest a bit longer then tell me when you're ready to set out again kay?" She nodded and his smile grew just a little bit wider. He stood up and went back to the bookshelves to search for any clues in the books on how to get out.

"Just how many mannequins have I pushed today?" Garry was behind Ib, panting from pushing yet another headless mannequin. Ib had led Garry to a set of stairs but there was that thing obviously blocking her way and a little girl like herself couldn't push it to the side. Ib moved her hand up to Garry's sleeve and tugged on it, motioning that she wanted to move on. Garry followed close behind her. Ib and Garry were suddenly in a place that looked like it was drwan by a little kindergartener."Well this is a sudden change of atmosphere."

They were both in a little house looking for ways out and walked into a little room. The sound of a door opening reached their ears and they hid behind a wall. "Ib? Garry? Where did you guys go?" A sweet voice called out. Then the door opening and closing told them they were alone again. " She's looking for us." Garry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"The painting changed! We can jump in now!" Garry glanced at Ib and looked back to the painting. His long legs helped him succeed in leaping into the painting. He turned around and smiled atIb. "Hey Ib, come on! It's not scary. Here, grab my hand," Garry reached his hand through the painting and held it out for Ib. But for some reason, she turned the other way and started to walk along the dark corridors. "Wait!"

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"I-Ib...Wait... Ib!" Garry opened his eyes and saw that his arm was stretched out above him, trying to grasp something. He pulled his arm back down to pry himself up into a sitting position in his bed. "Ib..." A single tear fell onto his lap as he called out her name. His hands were shaking. "I remember it all... I'm so sorry Ib..." A few more tears threatened to fall and he let them. "I couldn't save you that time, so I'm coming back for you. Wait for me Ib, I'm coming for you."

Garry set out early in the morning prepared. All of his memories of that horrid place came to him eventually and he knew everything that was going to happen. He had origami roses with him to give to the Lady's that would chase him, a bottle of water to restore the real rose, and his lighter, for emergencys if burning something down has to be done again. Everything was placed in a little backpack. Garry was making his way to the art gallery when a thought occurred. "Will Mary show up again? No, that can't happen. We burned her picture, she can't come back." He felt guilty for doing that to her. She just wanted to get out of world lonely place and make real friends. After being stuck in a place like that, he can't blame her for acting like she did. He would've gone insane if he didn't leave too.

Before he knew it, he was standing in front of the gallery. He breathed out a sigh. "I wonder if it's locked." He walked up to the front doors and gave it a push. Fortunately for him, it was unlocked. "Security is terrible though," he couldn't help but to think that. The lights were dim, but it was enough to see everything. "Hmm, I need to go to the fabricated world painting." He ran upstairs and headed for the huge painting. When he was standing in front of it, he read the name out loud and the lights flickered. He touched the painting to see if he could go through it again but it felt like a regular canvas. "What? Oh wait, I left from this painting... So I have to go to the Abyss painting where I went in!" Garry hastily ran down to the Abyss of the Deep painting and saw blue footprints leading into the painting. He smiled down at the painting and held his breath, jumping into the painting.

Ive been wanting to make a story on this for a while :) It's been killing me, a lot. I hope you liked it, This story might be 3-5 chapters or so, but I'm trying my best. I want to complete this story before my inspiration dies. Suggestions and reviews are welcomed :)