Hey, look it's soon. Sorry it took longer than expected I kind of got writers block but it is done now. I am going to try to post once a week maybe twice so keep an eye out for that. Well, on to the story.


Ib's Pov

Where am I? I rubbed my head it hurt. Dumb vines, it hit me in the back of the head and now I have no idea where I am. The room was white and blank, no doors, no windows and no hope of escape. Just a pencil, in the middle of a room I sat down beginning to draw I shut my eyes letting my hand move in any direction it wished. It felt like hours had passed, my hand ached from so much drawing but I continued until I finished the last one. I looked at what I had created. All of the pictures of the many times I had visited this nightmarish gallery. There were few differences between the visits but one thing seemed odd, the picture "The Couple" was always in the background and Mary always seemed cautious of the painting. My head ached as if every memory I ever had unlocked and flooded her mind.

"Wake up, Ib" A voice cooed as it did I could feel the world fade to black. I woke up in my room at my house. My mom and my dad were sitting on my bed. Was everything a dream including Gary and Mary?

"What happened?" I asked my mom.

"Oh, Sweetie you fainted in the gallery, so we took you home."

"Okay," I smiled because I really didn't like the eerie gallery but at the same time I felt empty because I had never met Gary or Mary my only two friends in this desolate world of mine. It's not like I couldn't make just friends because of my eyes and shyness just make it twenty times harder.

"Now, Sweetie please don't leave your room, we would want you to faint again" she warned. They left; I began scanning the room something wasn't right she counted her stuffed bunnies, they were all there. Then I checked for anything misplaced. Nothing was out of order. I eventually grew weary of looking for what's wrong with my room and began drawing. At first I tried to draw Mary and Gary but gave up because it brought up that weird dream, I looked out my window, to see that no one was outside, not even a single car drove by. The thought struck me; I was still in the gallery. I turned around my room had changed into a post apocalyptic version; much worse a headless mannequin guarded the entrance.

Garry Pov

"When Gurtrena was a boy he painted "The Fabricated World" little did he know he had created a world of his own design. One day he fell into his world for a lonely kid like Gurtrena it was the greatest thing to happen to him and us. We developed feelings and he made friends one day his visits grew shorter and fewer by the day. WE later found out he had gotten a girlfriend. They were soon married and a little later had a kid. Sadly, his wife died a year after his daughter's birth. That's when he started painting her mom and older versions of his daughter. The paintings were happy until one day Ib got very sick. He then abandoned his pictures forever to make sure she would always be in the best care. For her fourth birthday he took her to the fabricated world unknowingly leading her into a trap. The paintings made quick work of separating the pair. Ib escaped, but Gurtrena never made it out but what did was a painting by the name of "The Couple". They erased her memories so she would believe they were her parents. Each time her eyes changed color and when she entered this world. It will be her final visit when her eyes reach their original color. I was painted to protect and be the friend to his daughter. That girl is Ib."

"So what was Ib's original eye color?"

"Haven't you noticed Ib's eye color changed after she fainted that the once purple color is now red, her original eye color?"

I stood back horrified this was my fault. I shriveled in the back corner. The thought of someone dying because of me overwhelmed me. Mary gave me a look of annoyance.

"You know sitting there will do nothing for Ib's sake," I turned up to look at the blonde girl who was tapping her foot impatiently. My guilt turned into determination, We will save Ib.

Ib's Pov

The mannequins are moving; each step produced a loud thumping sound sure to alert anyone within thirty feet of them. They stepped away from the door, even opening the door as if to help me to escape the room.

"Thank you" I whispered as I ran, okay more like fast walked because it is almost impossible to run in the dress I was now wearing not to mention that the black heels I was wearing. I was pretty glad that the dress turned to petals as soon as I left the room revealing my normal outfit. I stopped in my tracks fifty Lady in Reds lined the hallway any movement would have awaken them. I had two choices Run or Stay? Well, there's no going back now, let's just hope whatever I learned at track.

Gary Pov

Bong

Bong

Bong

"Mary, Where's the key!?" urgency in my voice. A large oversized doll started to appear from the painting "Red Eyes" and the gong going off signaled something bad was going to happen if we didn't find this key quickly. I frantically tore open the dolls in search for the key, Ewe hair.

"I don't know, Garry they change the puzzles,"

Bong

Bong

"Argh, can some one get rid of the dumb gong!" Mary screech.

I heard the rattling coming from the door odd thing was Mary was right next to me.

"Garry…Mary are you in there?"

"Ib is that you?" I called desperate to get out of here and apologize. Plus, I hate these creepy dolls that litter the floor. Just then the gong stopped and the oversized doll receded.

"Yes, of course it is, now I'm going to try to open the door." I could hear the door knob jiggle. The door swung open but no one was there. Mary and I stepped out the door thankful to be out of the room.

"Hey Gary, Mary over here," Ib called. I turned to where I thought I heard. There stood a woman and a man. The woman wore a crimson skirt and shawl paired with a black top while, the man wore a tan pants, a grey blazer and a light grey cardigan with a plain white dress shirt underneath. I turned to Mary who glared at the two.

"You, Where did you take Ib!?" Mary screamed. Her expression frightened me, her once sunny expression had been twisted by anger, she looked even more threatening with her palette knife in her hand. When and where did she get a palette knife? The woman returned her remark with a smirk while the man next to her remained expressionless.

"That is for me to know and you to never find out, I truly don't understand why our daughter hangs out with these oddballs," the woman taunted.

"You are not Ib's Mom and will never be, you conniving witch." She had obviously had set Mary off. Wait, She is Ib's mom maybe, I am not quite sure it is kind of confusing. I mean she did look like her. So, if she is Ib's Mom then the man next to her might be her Dad? Then why would they take Ib away from us it's not like we are bad people? But I thought Gurtrena was her father? I'm hopelessly confused.

"Gary now is not the time to think of stuff like that," Mary called looking at me then back at the woman.

"We came to make a deal, you give us the red rose and we will allow your escape." I pulled out the rose from my jacket and stared at it. Was she worth the possibility being trapped here? I stared unsure; I mean they just probably just wanted get the rose back to Ib. My thought began to jumble until it became to hard to even decipher anymore.

"Don't trust them Garry, they are the ones I was talking about earlier, they are the Couple." Suddenly the pieces clicked. I could feel anger swell up inside me. I had made my decision.

"No thanks," I stated. I could see a familiar pair of crimson eye staring at me from just behind the Couple.