Author's note: This is another alternate character interpretion, like the first chapter. In this, it's an idea that randomly came to me. The idea was that maybe there was more two Terry's actions in Indescent Exposure that met the eye.

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Am I really doing the right thing? Should I be doing this? Shouldn't I at least try to reconsider?

I'm sure that if someone overheard my question, they would most certainly tell me that what I'm doing is wrong. That I'm a disgusting waste of human life and that I should be ashamed of myself. I'm sure that most wouldn't even consider listening to my side of the story. I've always been shunned and now it's gotten worse lately.

Okay I will admit. I kind of exaggerated there. I hadn't always been turned away like this before. But ever since my...latest episode, people think I'm crazy. I want to prove that I am not, but doing this... Was this really the right thing to do? Should I turn back and just accept the mockery?

There are times when I really do thing I'm insane. No one else ever noticed the things I do. No one has ever searched the events more deeply and realized these elements that seem rather off. No one has bothered to look at the connections. I had always thought that it was because they were too lazy or too stubborn try to seek out anything on their own. But now I wonder if it is me who is the crazy one. I am the only one who is looking into this. Perhaps I am wasting my time?

Or am I truly? Maybe I am just seeing things no one else can because I'm smart enough to actually look. If any of those idiots tried at least half as hard as me, they would notice that some of my crazy theories were correct.

Sorry. I shouldn't have called them idiots. They're not. They just don't see things the way I do. They are not seeing the bigger picture. And why should they? They have little reason to look so hard into this. They have no reason to think anything special of something that seemed so mundane and so common. Some use them everyday. Others may not see one for most of their life. Some never at all. But everyone knew what they were and they only knew them for their purpose, which isn't anything too spectacular at all. No wonder no one takes my ideas seriously.

Still, it would be nice if someone would agree with me. If I had someone to speak to on this, perhaps I would feel a little more...normal. Perhaps I could feel not so insane. Perhaps I could up with ideas that weren't so damaging. Maybe having someone around could prevent me from doing anything so...insane.

But at the moment, it was too late for that. There was no going back. Nothing stopping me. With that I did, what I possessed, I had crossed the line. If I dare go back now, then I risked potentially getting caught and going to jail. And if I went to jail, then who was going to spread the word about this place?

This place where this boy I had kidnapped had come from?

This world of chalk?

Yeah, that's right. A world made entirely of chalk. How so I know this? It is something I figured out through my research. I had never seen the world for myself, but I had seen things come from that world. I am sure it's all chalk, and it's shockingly easy to get to. With how often these strange occurances happen, I'd wager there's an infiltration at least once a day. Possibly more.

And it all began with those damned wiggies. Whatever the genius girl had called them. They had come seemingly out of nowhere and harrassed the town. They only consumed hair of course, but still, those little creatures had run amok. I had been one of their victims. I can still feel their icky gums all over my head. The mere thought of it made me want to throw up. Their slobber moving down my head... I shuddered, trying to get the thought out of my head.

This brought to mind other strange occurances. Such as when Mr. Wilter saw someone entering that chalk world, or when Dr. Von Doktor had been in contact with a device that must have been designed in that chalk world and brought out. And of course, how could I forget that time when chalk water spilled out in the quarry and I and several other adults were put under its spell? I promise you that this isn't the first time that this had happened. I am sure that cross dimensional encounters have happened several times before.

When I had realized this, I admit I was scared. I hadn't want to believe it at first. I struggled to come up with another solution. Something else..anything else... This just couldn't be right. Maybe I was overthinking this. Maybe there were other details that I just didn't see. I couldn't possibly be crazy enough to think that these occurances were the cause of some alternate dimension.

Well it turned out I really was that crazy. I had tried to come up with another idea, but everything always led me back to that world of chalk theory. The one that had gotten me shunned by many fellow reporters. Even my last cameraman had abandoned me after I started going crazy, and my present one tolerates me but I'm sure he wants to leave me at the drop of a hat. Not that I can blame him. I really do sound crazy, don't I? As much as I wish for someone to believe me and trust in me, I doubt anyone would want to. I may be forever alone in this.

Lately I have begun to change. I think this world of chalk theory is changing me on the inside. It's making me more bitter, angrier, and more determined. I had never felt like this before. I had liked Tabootie and Sanchez before, but now I was starting to hate them. I hated them for refusing to speak to me. I hated them for not allowing me a chance to interview them, for running off. I hated them for doing nothing to help me improve my damaged image. And most of all, I hated them for keeping this world a secret.

If they had been more cooperative, then this would have went a lot smoother and everything would have been just fine. But the more they resisted, the angrier I got. I began to take more risks. I began to hunt them down more. I began to act more aggressive with my approach, doing whatever I could to get answers from them, to get information of them. I know that stalking is illegal and a part of me is quite disgusted by the fact that I was doing it. I didn't feel I had much of a choice; it wasn't like those two brats were going to help me.

Sorry, I didn't mean to call them brats. I'm just...so mad at them. That's all. Why shouldn't I be? They continue refusing to help me, no matter how hard I tried. I attempted to be reasonable, but it seemed like force might be the only way to get through to them. I do not want it to come to that, but if it did... then I just might take that chance.

Still, despite the fact that I was willing to take risks, kidnapping their little friend... The blue boy Snap... Wasn't this going too far?

Yes, it was. I cannot lie about that. Stalking was bad enough, but actually kidnapping was so much worse. I had meant only to speak to Rudy. Instead, I wound up taking Snap. It wasn't what I planned to do. Sure I wanted to talk to Snap. But that's all I wanted to do. That's all I tried to do. I didn't want to give into my anger, yet that's exactly what ended up happening.

And now because of me, Rudy must be missing his friend so badly. I do feel bad about that. I can do a good job of not showing it. I can pretend that I don't feel anything, that it wasn't a big deal. But deep down, this was tearing me apart. I could still feel Snap squirming around in my purse, complaining about how uncomfortable he felt. I remember the yelp of pain he made, and I couldn't help but feel a small pang of regret.

But no..I wasn't going to back down. Not after all the trouble I went through. Not after what I had done. I was certain that Rudy would call the police on me. In fact, he probably already has. No one else knew that Snap was from that chalk world. For all they knew, he was just a kid in a costume and I had kidnapped him. I could end up being thrown in jail. At least if I got through with this, I could complete my mission before I ended up behind bars.

We were almost at the news station. I would have tried to reassure Snap, but I doubt he would listen. And I doubt my words would have been all that nice. I had become too consumed by this. All this was starting to take me over and turn me into something I was not. You could say that this world of chalk was corrupting me. I knew this to be the case. I was terrified, but all I could do was be pulled along for the ride.

It wasn't really due to cowardice that I was doing this. I'm sure many would do that if I were to tell them. But I had another reason that kept driving me to do this. Something that, at least for me, justified my actions.

What if this world wasn't safe?

Rudy and Penny frolick around this world as if it were some kind of candy store. But they do not let anyone else in. Tell me, if that world was safe, why would they not allow anyone in? I tried to get information but they refused to even divulge any data on that world. I doubt that they'd let me or anyone else in. They seem rather protective to the point of near ridiculousness. I could try to say it's because they love that world, but it still seemed strange, given who these two children were, to block off that world from people and keep it all to themselves. Something was going on and I wanted to find out what it was.

That was why I tried to speak to them. I wanted to gather information about just how safe or dangerous that world was. We have had some contacts from that world before. Snap had been a rather friendly one. The wiggies were a pest but not really blood thirsty. The water was a hindrance, and could have been more severe had the rain not arrived to wash the chalk watere away.

But what if something much worse happened? What if there were monsters in that world? I am not sure how it worked yet. I am not sure what all that world entailed. For all I knew, maybe it was completely safe with no truly evil chalk creature. But at the same time, what if there were? And what if they got into this world? Wouldn't that be worth reporting? Wouldn't that be something that everyone deserved to know about?

Rudy and Penny might think that I am trying to get in their way. They might think that I'm some grumpy old btich who is trying to make money off of this world. I'm sure I could, but that's not my primary reason for doing this. They would not agree of course, and I wouldn't blame them. But it is true. My primary objective is not to make money, but to keep others safe.

Especially those two.

They were playing with fire. They were going to get burned unless someone did something about it. No one else appeared to be doing anything. No one else was noticing just what these children were up to. It looked like I was the only one who could take action. It was all up to me to stop them, to make them realize what they were doing, to open their eyes to the danger that the chalk world surely provided. They had been lucky this whole time. What if they went in again and they never came back out? And what if this could be prevented if I learned more about this world and took the necessary steps?

Exposing it might seem extreme. But everyone needed to know about this world. Everyone had the right to know about the potentially dangerous world that was just on the other side of reality. If they knew about it, then it could be studied. And if it could be studied and understood, then it could also be controlled. And if it were controlled, then it could be rendered safe. Especially of the dangerous chalk creatures were taken care of, preventing any kind of fatal confrontation.

Sure Rudy and Penny would disagree. They would think I was being an asshole. They not doubt were bad mouthing me behind my back. I wonder if either of them had flipped the bird as I walked by. Them being so young did not change the image I had in my head of Rudy and Penny driving by in their parents' car, showing me the middle finger out of shere spite.

I clenched my teeth at this thought. Those three were going to make my life so difficult. They were going to do whatever it took to keep me from exposing this world. I had a feeling that this plan was going to fail. I had a feeling all my future plans would fail. Yet I would keep trying. I would not stop. I was on a mission. This world was just too dangerous. Those children were risking their lives every day. I wished they could just see I was trying to help them, help everyone.

But they will only ever see me as the bad guy. They would keep shunning me, treat me like I was some kind of villain. They would not give me a chance to explain my view. They would never try to see me as a worried woman who was concerned for their welfare. They would only ever see me as an annoying news reporter trying to expose their precious little world. Well..you do know what they say.

Sometimes to do some good, you've got to be the bad guy.

And that's what it came down for me now.

I had tried playing nice before. I tried to convince the children to cooperate without sounding too pushy. I tried to help them see things my way. But they would not listen. And now look at what I was forced to do. Kidnapping a small child just to do the right thing.

Yeah, I know what you might be thinking. Kidnapping is wrong. Yes it is. I am disgusted with myself, though I pretend not to be. I didn't want to have to do this. But those children...they left me no choice. I had wanted to spread the word of that chalk world so that people were aware of it. I wanted everyone to know about it in case an invasion happens. Sure, maybe I'm exaggerating, but considering how the wiggies easily overtook anyone, and they were just mindless creatures, what would happen if a more advanced chalk creature were to come? What then?

Rudy and Penny might try to tell me that this world was safe. But I have a hard time believing that. If it were truly safe, they wouldn't be hiding this world from everyone else. The mere fact that they were told me that they knew of the dangers of that world and yet they would not allow anyone else to know this. They wanted everyone to be kept in the dark with no affective defense in case something went really wrong. And that was more disgusting than what I was doing right now.

Since those two would not help me expose that world, since they refuse to let me anywhere near any chalk-based evidence, then Snap was my only chance. I took him by force instead of just talking to him because Rudy was there. He was watching me. I didn't have time to think of a plan. Not that would havd done me much good. Snap might have agreed with Rudy and tried to leave. So taking him as soon as possible was the best way to do this. Grab him before he had a chance to get away.

And now I had him in his custody. Proof that this chalk world existed. With him, everyone would listen. With him, everyone could become safe.

A part of me still felt sick doing this. Chalk or not, this was still a little boy I kidnapped. Was it really right of me to do this? I know I keep asking myself that, but I just...can't help myself. I try to reassure myself that I was doing this for the best of everyone. Yet I couldn't help but still carry a little doubt inside.

I shook the negative thoughts out of my head. I narrowed my eyes in determination. Of course I was doing the right thing. It was Rudy and Penny who refused to listen to reason. It was their inaction that was more likely to cause problems, not my willingness to take action. They were using this chalk world as some kind of playground, not knowing the full dangers of it. And all the while, their parents don't know anything about it. Just how careless could those children get?

Well now it was time for me to step up to the plate. It was up to me to keep everyone safe from this potentially dangerous world. I was the only one who had the power to diminish the threat this world had over us. It was all up to me to save these children, save everyone, from a potentially grisly fate.

I knew that my actions might turn the children agianst me. It might make others angry at me if word spread out. I might gain the hate of so many people. But so long as I was able to expose that world, then it was all going to be worth it.

After all, doesn't the greater good sometimes require the sacrifice of a few?

Sorry, Rudy and Penny. If you wanted to keep your friend safe, you should have listened to me before. Now look at where that's gotten you. I hope it was all worth it in the end, for tonight...

Everyone will know your secret.