This girl standing in front of me in red and white, stared at me blankly. I could not tell if she was a fake or not. Hopefully not.
"...Garry...?" She let out. "... Garry? ... Garry?" Her voice was very convincing but I still had doubt. I didn't answer her and her face started to show worry. I knew she was the real one all along! (Told you so readers!)
"Oh! Ib, sorry. I didn't know if you were a real Ib or a fake."
"Then let's make a secret password."
"Macaroons!" I smiled. Oh! Those sweet, delicate, and pretty little sandwich cakes! I can taste it now!
"Yeah!" We high-fived.
"So, Ib, where now? I mean, we're back into this creepy place again, but somehow it's different." I looked at the surrounding. Not was really different -except the yellow part. The eerie hallway with many paintings of ladies of different colour stuck onto the wall. *And as always they jump off and chase them. Go Ladies in paintings! Get them!* Few of them jumped off and began to pull themselves closer and faster to us. "Ib, come on!" I grabbed her hand and took off.
"I- hah. Can't believe- hah. It. They- huff. Still follow us- huff! Ib, are -huff. You alright?" I didn't receive an answer. I turned around to see an empty space that was suppose to be a girl. Okay, okay. I followed Ib into this crazy place, then I met the fake and the real one appeared. The Ladies in Colours chased us and I definitely grabbed Ib's hand... right? Yes I did! Where is she?! I ran as fast as my legs could take me, retracing our run.
She was lying on the ground, arms spread out and eyes closed. I didn't pay attention to the down-facing paintings that surround her at all. Ib! You better be okay! You can't die on me! Ib! We are gonna get out of here! I ran to her side, checking for a pulse. Bu-bump bu-bump bu-bump... I sighed in relief. Thank goodness! I looked at her rose, only 2 petals remained. Oh no! I better get to a vase fast! I picked her up in my arms and tuck in her rose in my jacket pocket. Running as fast as I could I nearly passed a vase. The vase stood on a brown table. It wasn't the special blue. It doesn't matter! I need to save Ib! I reached for her rose. Thump. Thump. Thump. I heard large and heavy footsteps. I quickly dropped the rose into the water, it glowed and restored the missing petals. Now what about the thing coming? Surely I can't fight it off...