Steven awoke. He looked around, and was shocked. He was STILL in the other bedroom. He unbarricaded the door, and walked down the hallway. All of the lights were shut off, and the doors upstairs were locked. Steven went downstairs, and heard discordant music coming from the Other Greg's office.
In the office, Other Greg was strumming sour notes on his guitar. "Where's the Other Rose? I wanna go home!" Steven demanded. "She's...out..." Other Greg said. Other Greg was less joyfull than before. He was pale and robotic. "Where's Connie?" Steven asked, getting frustrated. "I... Don't...know...she...pulled...a...long...face...AND MOTHER DIDNT LIKE IT!" Then, in a black blur, Other Greg disappeared. Steven ran out the back door, terrified. He ran off into the woods behind the house. Other Connie had to be out here somewhere.
The magical world that seemed to be so perfect was actually putting Steven in danger. He kept walking deeper into the forest. Eventually, the trees turned a pale shade of gray. The sky looked as if it was cracking into white. Steven kept walking, and eventually, he saw nothing but white. It was like a blank piece of paper. No sound, no smell, and no taste. "Where do you think you're going?" A familiar voice said. Steven looked down, and there was the pink cat. "I dunno, but I'm gonna find Connie and get the heck out of here." Steven replied. "There's NOTHING out here. It's the empty part of this world. She only made what she knew would impress you." The cat said. "But why? Why does she want me?" Steven asked. "She wants something to love. Something that isn't herself. Or maybe...she'd just love something to EAT." The cat replied. Steven shuddered at the thought of The Other Rose eating him alive.
The two of them kept walking until they saw a shape in the emptiness. Color painted itself everywhere. Steven realized where he was. He was at the other apartments. Steven and Cat looked up at the apartment. Then they heard a tiny noise. The Cat jumped into a bush and pulled out a red mouse. The cat started to bite and eat it. "Stop! That's one of the circus mice!" Steven said. He gasped when the cat bit into the mouse and it turned into two hands stuck together. The cat took the hands and killed them. "Good kitty" Steven said. He looked back at the apartments, and got ready for whatever was inside.
