Your hands reach for the doorknob; the door creaks open and you are met with darkness. Your heart flutters in your chest as you slowly close the door behind you. It groans one last time, and then all you hear is nothing. You strain your eyes in this cold, seemingly empty room. Your eyes can't see through the palpable darkness. Suddenly, a miny television flickers on, piercing through the dead silence of the night. The black and white image of a thin forest with a cracked well standing in the middle focuses, and you find yourself slowly stepping toward the television in fascination. To your surprise, an arm reaches out from the opening and a small girl slowly drags herself out... and falls on her face.

Your eyebrow slowly raises and a small giggle erupts from your throat. The girl glares at you and you quickly stifle it with your hand. She looks dangerous. Suddenly, another hand reaches out of the well, and an even smaller girl climbs out. Her hair is draped over her face, unlike the first. She cocks her head to the side, staring confusedly at the fallen figure.

Samara (As in Samara-chan, don't be confused!): 00;; Shiniko? Are you okay? We have to explain why we made this account :nods her head:

Shiniko: @_@ Eheh.. I’m okay... :tries to stand, fails.: _0

Samara: -_-;; since my co-writer is currently indisposed, I will explain. We made this to post our joint --

Shiniko: I didn’t know drugs could write...

Samara: :thunks her on the head: Do you want to go back in the well?

Shiniko: ^^;;; I’ll post one...soon...

Samara: :gives her the evil glare of doom: I hope you do...you have seven days...

Shiniko: Crap, I’m dead then, can we extend it to seven months?

Samara: :glares:

Shiniko: 00;; :gets busy: Caffeine, need a lot of caffeine if I want the first chap in time... O.o; how do I get the feeling we are being watched?

And then, slowly, oh, so slowly, both girls turn and look at you. You feel your heart freeze; 'Oh good God, they saw me!' you think. An invisible breeze blows the door open and you scream, covering your ears. The same breeze blows back the second girl’s hair and reveals her cold, fire driven blue eye. You glance at the other; she to looks different, once kind, hazel brown eyes are now darker,
glinting with red fire. You fall to your knees and onto your face, hearing her heart beat go more slowly... and more slowly, and more slowly...
As your world fades to black you hear two thunks, and light footsteps. Someone crouches beside you breathes raspily, "Thanks for opening the door..."
The door closes and you left lying in a small puddle created by the two; your world fades into a long, black spiral...

Sweet Dreams.