A/N: D': One review? Only one? Do you guys not care?! ... Th-that's okay... I mean... It's not like it matters or anything... -sniff- TT-TT
You know, I was originally only going to post once o month, but... I didn't want to be THAT mean... However, now that I see how you guys are... -evil grin-
... Anyway, school is going to be starting, like, next week, so... I'm warning you not to expect updates too be anything like they've been... Sorry about that... And please excuse this excuse of an update. XD
Disclaimer: If I owned Ib, there would be another male character... But I don't... So there isn't...
Chapter 4
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The trio had passed through many seemingly pointless rooms. Few of them actually had anything that chased them.
One area was slightly familiar to Ib. It looked a lot like the area where her and Mary were running around on their own, going back an forth, solving puzzles. Only there were slight differences. The decorations were different and some rooms placed differently and it was a purple color instead of yellow. She remembered that this was where she found Garry talking to those weird rabbit ornaments.
Purposely, she steered the group in the other direction. They checked all the rooms, not having any luck of finding something useful. Ib tried to go in the opposite direction of that room, but Cecil stopped her.
"Hey, Ib!" He called, just as she gripped the handle of the door to leave that place, "There's another door over here we haven't opened, yet! Shouldn't we check them all, just in case?" Ib sighed. He was right. For all she knew, with the way this place seemed to rearrange itself, it could lead to the way out.
She took hold of the handle and hesitantly turned it, opening the door. She was wrong. This was definitely NOT the way out.
Her heart sank a bit as she stepped in a bit, letting the others in, too. They looked around with confused looks, but Ib understood. There were once brightly colored rabbits but now, in their place, were these identical looking rag dolls. They had dark blue skin and buttons for eyes. Their hair was long blonde and wavy and they wore green dresses with a blue bow tied around their necks. On the big canvas in front of them, was a picture of Mary, sitting alone in a dark room, tears flowing down her cheeks and forming a smile pool on the floor. Below, the caption read 'Alone again'.
With tears forming in her eyes, Ib went over to one of them and picked it up. She could see the resemblance. She held the doll close to her chest, wishing it was the real thing.
All of a sudden, the door slammed closed on it's own, no one even close to it, and the lights went out. "W-what's going on?!"Layla stuttered. Ib stood form her spot and looked around in the darkness, unable to see a thing. Then the room lit up with a red glow and the doll in her hand suddenly got very hot, making her drop it on the ground as it and the others burst into flames.
Ib backed away, trying not to get burned by the growing flames. As they continued to engulf the small figures tears began to rapidly fall from her face. Even once the dolls were gone, the flames still got bigger and bigger, but Ib wouldn't move and inch. Finally, someone grabbed her arm and dragged her away.
She snapped out of her daze when she heard the sound of a door knob rattling. "W-what?! It's locked! Why is it locked?!" Cecil exclaimed. "W-where's they key?!" They looked around the room. "There's no way we can find a key in here like this!"
"It's like we're being cooked in an oven!" Layla said.
'Maybe this is her revenge!' Ib thought and collapsed onto her knees. 'It's my fault we're in this mess. And now Layla and Cecil... She looked at her friends with emotionless eyes as they got down with her and took her in an embrace, shaking madly with fear. We're all going to die here, and it's all my fault...'
A/N: If I really wanted to, I could totally end this fic right here. But I don't think I will... Because this would be a very unsatisfying ending... And fic...
I dunno, though... Let's see who cares... Readers, what do you think... ?!