The Gaming Hour 4: 4rific Nightmares
By: DMEX
If I owned this; don't you think it'd be on TV?
(Yami Bakura and Uncle Fenris are "in time-out" thanks to Aunt Mortica)
Yami Bakura (thinking): Vampires…
Uncle Fenris (thinking): Mortals…
(Camula humming as she brushed the hair of an old doll)
Aunt Mortica: Oh, your mother used to love that doll…
Camula: Really? Is it that old?
Aunt Mortica: It was her first victim of a Shadow Game.
Camula: Such a lovely doll…
Aunt Mortica: I remember the story that your mother told me a long time ago…
Yami Bakura (thinking): Oh God, just shoot me!
Ch. 4
The Cylinder of Foreboding Fear
It was Christmas Eve… Nobody would ever imagine a horrifying fate awaiting anybody at this time of year… In fact, 5 unlikely people would discover some place so foreboding; that fear was the first thing that struck into the heart of anybody.
It begins just only several hours earlier…
Duel Academy was letting it's students out for Winter Break. Well; the only few people who stayed behind was Jaden, Syrus, Chumly, Professor Banner and his cat, Pharaoh.
But one student decided to wander too close to something that not even a Pro Duelist would ever dare challenge. Yes, my friends; Bastion Misawa decided to stay behind for some research: "The Cylinder of Foreboding Fear".
That was his research project that Professor Banner wanted him to investigate.
Bastion was sometimes too smart for his own good. His genius level IQ often meant taking some risks as to his curiosity.
As he prepared the gateway to The Cylinder; he was approached by a hooded figure. It was like something out an RPG game just jumped out of no where. The hooded figure wore the same Organization XIII cloak as the late Pharaoh. But something about this person seemed evil and deadly.
Bastion had no idea what to make of him or her. But a brief stare down would ensue. After a few moments of silence the figure spoke: "Are you preparing for where I think you are going?"
"Yes. The Cylinder of Foreboding Fear. That's my destination." Bastion spoke in some confidence.
The figure smirked underneath his or her cloak. "Be careful, Bastion. Curiosity killed the cat, my friend." it spoke as the figure disappeared into think air. "Wait! How d'you know my name?" Bastion asked. No reply.
He got The Gateway to open, and when he stepped in: darkness… Pure unadulterated darkness. It was strange. Only a female stood in the center. She looked familiar.
Her eyes grew saddened as a tear flowed down her face.
Bastion: Are you alright, miss?
The female just stood there…
He had no idea what to make of her. Was she just someone who wandered in? Did she just simply "get lost" due to a Trickster or was foul play involved?
Her face just seemed so sad…
Maybe she's a mute…
he thought and didn't think anything of it.
Silence… Dead silence…
Just a few moments later another person had wandered too far. It was one of Tea's friends Miyumi. She seemed just as lost as the girl in the center of The Cylinder. "Where am I?" Miyumi asked Bastion.
"I'm afraid you've ventured into The Cylinder of Foreboding Fear." Bastion responded. Miyumi grabbed Bastion and held him tight. "Help me…" she quietly begged. Bastion sat for a moment. The Gateway had already vanished. He had no supplies to make a new Gateway.
The girl just continued to creep Misawa and Miyumi out. Those dreadfully scary tearful eyes. "She scares me…" Miyumi whispered as she grabbed Bastion. "Try not to look at her." Bastion whispered back.
He wrote his findings in his journal.
December 24, The night before Christmas. Not much is in The Cylinder. The hours in here seem like an eternity. My only means of light is a flashlight that I had brought with me. I've only 2 more batteries with me.
The thing I find most disturbing is this strange girl who tearful glare just is enough to creep even the most fearless men into the brink of insanity. Her story is that of a mystery. Was it just a case of being lost, was it because of a Trickster Duel Spirit or what I may fear is the only logical conclusion: Foul Play…
She stands in the center (or which I've named: "The Heart") of this terrifying place. For me, my only means of escape is to find a way to reopen The Gateway. But I've only a few hours to escape or I fear the worst is to come: I will forever remain trapped unless someone can rematerialize me into reality.
As Bastion finished his entry another wandering character had entered, the kabuki Orlando. Now this guy is (eh, well) to put it lightly; a bit off colored. His story? He loves the art of theatre. Basically; forget Broadway and Play Houses. He preferred-
(Camula: What was that, Aunt Mortica?)
(Aunt Mortica: I was getting to that, my favorite Lady of the Night.)
He preferred Japanese Epics, Italian Opera, Sideshow Epics, you know things that pay big money…
The tearful girl's eyes just began to terrify Orlando. He asked what her story was, but still no answer. Well, Orlando just tried to find some way out. Not even he knew where he was.
And just when you thought it couldn't get any worse: Here comes another random stranger. It was Kisara, one of Seto Kaiba's exes. She was lovely, but very fragile. She was very disoriented and had no idea where she was at. Kisara started to get a very bad fever and collapsed. Kisara needed medical attention, but nobody had anything on them.
And that's when out 5th and final wanderer came in. His name is Tomoya Hanasaki. He collected various things, but his favorite was his hero from American comics: Zombrya the Dark.
Hanasaki just found his way in by sheer accident. He was in a Christmas party with some friends and family.
He went to use the bathroom and somehow found his way in The Cylinder. Nobody knew what was happening. The tearful girl's eyes had gleamed a vicious bluish light!
-Meanwhile in Domino Pier-
Mokuba glanced in the cylinder shaped basket. It was to be donated to children who couldn't afford toys. And when he glared in, Mokuba had to ask!
Mokuba: You mean to tell me that only 6 dolls are in here?
Roland: 6? I thought we had a lot more?
(They glance in; and just as Mokuba said, there was six dolls inside…)
Mokuba: Keep a sharp eye out. The delivery men are supposed to be here any minute.
Guess who those 6 unfortunate souls were?
A toy is never happy unless it is loved by a child… Well that just was this lost saddened girl's story. But Don't cry little one, at least you'll hopefully end up in loving arms again. After all; the holidays are just around the corner…
The saddened girl doll sheds a tear as the cylinder grows dark
Ch. 4 End
To be continued…!