Hello everyone, back with a new chapter. Thank you Aquarian Wolf for the review and advice. I fixed the last three chapters and just finish editing this chapter. Anyway here's chapter 4. Hope you all like it.

Chapter #4 Room of Words and Horrors

Figment carried Sharlene until they reached the next room. Once there, Figment dropped Sharlene and turned to see the black animals and trees running towards them. Figment raise his claws and concentrated. His claws glowed a bright purple along with the sides of the walls. When the black creatures came towards the enterance. They ran into an invisible barrer and were sent flying backwards back into the Art Room. Once they landed on the floor. They started to return to their white color and became stiff and still as statues.

When the last tree and animal returned back to it's normal state. Figment collasped onto the ground, completely exhuasted. Sharlene groaned and sat up.

"Oh." she moaned. "What happened?"

She turned to see Figment laying on the ground panting.

"Figment!" Sharlene exclaimed.

She went to him and gathered him in her arms.

"Are you alright?"

Figment opened his eyes and at looked up at Sharlene.

"I'm...ok." he breathed still exhausted. "I...never...did...that much...before."

Sharlene cradled him against her chest.

"How about I carry you for a while? You look horrible."

"I...can...still fly." he replied as he tried to sit up and spread his wings. But he was so tired he collasped again.

Sharlene shook her head.

"No you can't Figment. You're still tired from using your magic and carrying me away from whatever those things were."

"Those things used to be part of the Art Room...until Paul used his magic...to bring them to life...and under his control."

"Who's Paul?" Sharlene asked. "And how does he know who I am?"

"He's known you and your sister since you were both childern." Figment explained."Since the ride had changed, he's been here. He's horrible."

Sharlene thought for a minute. The ride first changed in 1998. This is 2007. "That was nine years ago." she said.

Figment nodded.

"And now you're here, he'll stop at nothing to get to you."

"Then why did you bring me here in the first place?" Sharlene asked.

"I brought you here because this is where your sister, Dreamfinder and everyone Paul has captored are kept and only you can free them."

"Why me?"

"Because you have the imagination powerful enough to." Figment explained. "That's why Paul is after you."

Sharlene bit her lip. "Sorry I asked." she said.

Sharlene looked around and saw nothing but dark clouds. Only eerie lights lit up the darkness.

"I don't remember this being too long." Sharlene said as she stared at the void in front of her.

"It's not too long." Figment said, feeling a little better. "We better hurry. Paul might find us here any minute."

Sharlene nodded in agreement and started to walk down the path into the darkness.

A few minutes later. Sharlene and Figment arrived in another room that had letters piled up all over the place. Some of the letters were about the size as small stones while some were big as mountians. One was a letter 'A' that looked like a volcano with a keyboard and moniter inside of it. Sharlene looked up to see red molten lava forming on the top of the volcano.

"Now this looks familiar." Sharlene said as she eyed the top of the volcano warily.

"Really Sharlene?"

Sharlene looked down to see a man with messy blonde hair, brown eyes dressed in a gray shirt and black jeans with black shoes. He grinned at Sharlene and Figment evilly.

"It's been what? Ten years since you and your sister been to the ride before those horrible changes were made?"

Figment glared at the man.

"Paul." he snarled.

Sharlene looked at Figment then back at the man.

"What do you want?" she asked. "Why are you doing this?"

Paul chuckled evilly.

"What you and your sister want, Sharlene." he said. "For people to admire my creative genius. I worked for the Imagineering department for years before they fired me for creating dangerous and expensive rides. They didn't understand my work. I just packed up and was ready to leave when I found the door to the Dreamport and kidnap the Dreamfinder. With him out of the way, I was able to gain control of this place. Everything here is under my command. I control everything. I was also been able to create clones of people like your twin Heather and was able to use her to clone everyone else. Once my former co-eds are cloned and their hosts sent here to rot in their prisons. I'll rule all of Walt Disney World!"

His cold evil laugh echoed throughout the room.

"But first."

He added as his hand glowed red and he touched the keyboard behind him. The keyboard glowed for a minute before it stopped and the keys started to press themselves on their own accord. Sharlene and Figment watched powerless as the keys started to spell out words and the words shot out of the volcano and started to dance around the room with the sound of a organ playing an eerie tune in the background.

Paul cackled as the keys spell out more words and more words shot out and danced around the room.

"I've always been a horror novel fan." he said as he saw the fear in Sharlene's eyes. "Lets see you get out of this. Good luck Sharlene Lane. You'll need it!"

With that he disappeared in a puff of smoke. His evil laugh piercing the air.

Sharlene ducked as a phrase zipped passed her head.

"What did he do?" she shouted as the more words shot out of the volcano and a huge wind picked up.

"Paul activated the keyboard." Figment explained. "It hadn't been used since Dreamfinder disappeared. Now he put a spell on it, making it create a lot of words at once and these words only spin tales of horror and suspense."

Sharlene's widen in horror as she realized what Figment was talking about. In the Literature Room of the Dreamport. The words become their meanings and the meanings didn't sound good and Sharlene's fears were confirmed when she saw a bunch of ravens and demons materalized out of thin air.

"Uh...Figment." Sharlene said, as a zombie appeared out of thin air in front of her and started to walked clumsily towards her. "Are you able to fly or do anything now?"

Figment turned to see the chaos forming in the room. He clutched his fists and spread his wings.

"I am." he said as he flew out of Sharlene's arms and hovered beside her.

The zombie grinned when it saw the dragon floating beside Sharlene.

"Listen Sharlene. I need you to stop the keyboard from making words. I'll keep these creatures busy."

"But Figment wait!" Sharlene yelled as Figment flew towards the pile of words screaming with fury.

She watched as the monsters followed him into the next part of the room.

Sharlene ran up to the keyboard and stared at it. Not sure what to do. She didn't know how to control her imagination anymore and was not sure if it would work against Paul's magic. Sharlene patted the sides of the keyboard, hoping she would find on on/off switch or anything that would turn the keyboard off.

"Come on." she moaned as she desperatly search for a way to shut off the keyboard.

She looked up from the keyboard and saw Figment grabbed a word from the air and a sheild formed in his hand. Sharlene didn't have time to be amazed. She had to stop the keyboard from making more words so they won't transform into more horrible creatures. Sharlene stared at her hands and remembered how Paul turned the keyboard on in the first place. She closed her eyes and concenrated. She imagined her hands glowing a bright color and the keyboard turning off when she touched it. Then the palms of her hands become warm and numb. She opened her eyes to see her hands glowing white. She placed her hands on the keyboard and concentrated on the keyboard shuting off. The keyboard glowed white and the keys stopped moving and the screen became blank again.

Sharlene collasped and panted as she felt the energy drain from her. Concentrating hard on something always took all lot out of her. But she recovered quickly to see the last word shoot out of the volcano and started to dance about. Then the word drifted towards her at a slow pace. Then picked up speed as it got closer to Sharlene. But Sharlene was ready. She jumped, reached out and grabbed the word. The word laid limp in her hands as she looked at it.

"Fly?" she read.

Then she heard a scream from the other side of the room. Sharlene stuffed the word into her skirt pocket and ran through the piles of words, pass the piles of books, letters and pits filled with monsters till she reach the other end of the room. Where she found Figment trying to keep a huge book called Monsters closed which shoke and snarled as the monsters inside tried to break free.

"Sharlene!" he called, when he noticed her standing there. "I''m glad to see you. Did you turn the keyboard off?"

"I did." Sharlene said. "But what about the creatures that were already created?"

"I took care of that." Figment answered as the book shoke again. Sharlene swallowed when she realized what Figment was talking about.

"They're in that book?"

Figment nodded as he pushed harder against the book.

"And I can't hold them off for long. Can you help?"

"How?"

"Use your imagination!"

Sharlene stared at her hands then at the book. She knew it was going to take more then just her touching it. She needed a plan. Then her foot touched something on the floor and she started to sink into the ground. She yelped, grabbed a huge rock beside her and pulled herself out of the sinkhole that appeared out of nowhere. Sharlene looked down to see the sinkhole turn into the word sink laying on the word hole on the ground where she was standing.

"What in..." She started before she remembered what Figment did eariler.

"Of course." she thought. "The words become their meanings here. And if that's true."

Sharlene reached into her pocket, pulled out the word fly and looked at it for a few seconds. She held it out and concentrated. She felt the word being absorbed through her skin and traveled up her arms into her body.

As that happened. Small white feathery wings sprouted out from her shoulder blades. Sharlene bit her lip as she felt a sharp pain while the skin and muscles on her back broke and stretch as the wings pushed themselves out.

When Sharlene opened her eyes and the pain stopped. She looked over her shoulder to see a pair of small angel like wings attached to her back. She smiled. Then she remembered Figment needed her help.

"Hang in there, Figment." Sharlene called as she spread her newly made wings and hovered a foot above the floor. "I have an idea. Just hang on ok?"

"Ok!" Figment said as sweat formed on his forehead and he pushed harder. "Just hurry!"

"OK!"

Sharlene flew back to the area where the maddness started and grabbed two words from the ground and flew back to the other end of the room. Where Figment was losing the battle against the book. It started to open and Figment was getting tired and weak. He pushed harder with all his strength and the book closed a little.

"Sharlene!" he shouted. "Hurry!"

"I got it!" Sharlene called as she held up the words chains and lock high above her head.

She concentrated hard and the word chains glowed white and she threw it at the book. The word turned into a chain which was about ten or twenty yards long. Figment quickly got out of the way as the chains wrap themselves around the book, closing it tightly. Sharlene flew over to the book, grabbed the two ends of the chains and placed the word lock onto them. An large iron lock appeared and locked the ends together. The book shoke violently and the loud snarling noises grew louder. Sharlene quickly flew away from the book as it shoke and growled.

"Nice one, Sharlene!" Figment exclaimed as he watched Sharlene back away from the monster book.

"Thanks." Sharlene said. She looked at the book then at her hands. "I didn't know I could do that."

"Anything is possible here, Sharlene." Figment explained. "The Dreamport is where dreams come true."

"That's nice." Sharlene said as she saw the book shaking violently again. "But is there another place we can go so we can talk?"

"I know a place." Figment said. "Follow me."

Figment flew towards the exit with Sharlene following him behind.

Ok recap, Sharlene and Figment survived the horrors in the Literature Room and are heading for a safe place to talk. What will they talk about? Find out in the next chapter of Imangination and Nightmare.