Robyn stood, and gazed around at the floor she stood on. It was only
partially built, with gaps in the walls and floors, and doorways leading
into nothingness. There were bodies nailed to the walls with rusted screws,
with their heads lolled down in a sign of lifelessness.
Once again, the air-raid siren died down, and Robyn had time to think about what she was going to do. First of all, she decided she'd have to find a map, and maybe a better weapon than a crumbling piece of rusted pipe.
Laura had obviously been re-kidnapped by one of the 'men', and Robyn knew that there was a high probability they'd use Laura as bait... But why on earth would the 'men' want to lure Robyn? What purpose would that serve?
Robyn started to walk down the hallways, passing by the corpses with their heads down, blood dripping from their disgustingly oily bodies. What was odd was that they all wore muzzles, like Hannibal lector in silence of the lambs, and robes like a priest or vicar. But their robes were ripped, revealing parts of their gross, rotting skin.
Finally, a door came into view with a sign screwed onto it roughly, covered in grime, and mud. The sign read 'Managers Office' in bold letters, and the door, unlike the rest of the 'other' world, was clean with a gleaming gold handle. Robyn placed her hand delicately on the handle, and opened the door. Inside, the office was completely furnished with plants, a desk, a computer, and, most importantly, a map of the building was pinned to the wall.
Robyn walked over, and pulled the map down, looked at it, and realised something. It was all very well that she was holding a thick book, diagramming every floor, but Robyn didn't know what floor she was on. She went to leave the room, and walked out into the hallway, but once again, everything had changed. The walls were clean, no longer bloodied, and did not have any corpses nailed to the walls any more.
Robyn had obviously crossed over into the real world again, and was glad. Now, there were pieces of paper stuck to the walls, every single one read '7'.
"So I'm obviously on the seventh floor," Robyn said to herself, flicking through the book of maps. Finally she found the seventh floor, and followed the blueprints of hallways around through a maze until she reached the area where the elevator should be, but instead of an elevator, it was just a normal door.
Robyn opened it, and stepped inside.
The next room was small, and furnished like the rest of the building, with a small table in the centre, where a handgun and several magazines lay. Also, there were, not one, but three elevator doors, with keyholes instead of 'call' buttons.
Robyn looked around for a key, but there was none to be found, and when she turned to go looking for a key elsewhere in the building, the door from whence she came was gone, and now a mere painting of the door hung in its place.
"Ready Robyn?" Came a voice from one of the shadowed corners of the room, sounding like an old woman, with a floating, monotonous voice.
"Who are you?" Robyn asked, peering into the shadows, trying to see who it was, "Show yourself!"
An old woman with short, frizzy grey hair, and tiny round spectacles stepped out from the darkness wearing a flowing, black, lacy wedding dress. Her hands were outstretched, and three keys lay there.
"My name is Teufel" the old woman said loudly, "and I am here to guide you"
"I've heard about you" Robyn explained, "Laura met you... You're the one who set the 'men' on her!"
"That's right" Teufel replied, "But she was a meddlesome little girl who was trying to attack what she couldn't understand. But your mind, Robyn, is much more open to suggestion"
"What kind of suggestion?" Robyn asked suspiciously
"That you'll join our cause" Teufel explained, stopping dead in her tracks, and gazing at Robyn, wide-eyed, "Once you've been to our home on the island... You'll see what I mean"
"Maybe I don't want to see" Robyn spat horribly,
"You'll have to..." Teufel spoke eerily, "...If you ever want to see Laura again"
Robyn stared at Teufel with hateful intent, and nodded reluctantly.
"Each key" Teufel started, "Will lead you either to the eight floor in this world, the eight floor in the 'other' world, or it will lead you straight into death. You have to pick, Robyn"
Two of the keys were pitch black, and the other one was insurmountably shiny, reflecting everything with an intense brightness. But Robyn was guessing that that one would lead her straight into death, so she ignored that one. She closed her eyes, followed her instincts, and picked up the first key her hand was able to grab.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a black key in her hand, and Teufel was gone. She went and tried the key on the centre elevator, watched as the doors opened. The elevator looked absolutely normal, and Robyn sighed as she stepped in, thinking that the elevator must have been the normal one.
The elevator shuddered, and moved for a few seconds before stopping again... The doors reopened, and revealed hell... With a giant flying monster in the middle of it all.
Once again, the air-raid siren died down, and Robyn had time to think about what she was going to do. First of all, she decided she'd have to find a map, and maybe a better weapon than a crumbling piece of rusted pipe.
Laura had obviously been re-kidnapped by one of the 'men', and Robyn knew that there was a high probability they'd use Laura as bait... But why on earth would the 'men' want to lure Robyn? What purpose would that serve?
Robyn started to walk down the hallways, passing by the corpses with their heads down, blood dripping from their disgustingly oily bodies. What was odd was that they all wore muzzles, like Hannibal lector in silence of the lambs, and robes like a priest or vicar. But their robes were ripped, revealing parts of their gross, rotting skin.
Finally, a door came into view with a sign screwed onto it roughly, covered in grime, and mud. The sign read 'Managers Office' in bold letters, and the door, unlike the rest of the 'other' world, was clean with a gleaming gold handle. Robyn placed her hand delicately on the handle, and opened the door. Inside, the office was completely furnished with plants, a desk, a computer, and, most importantly, a map of the building was pinned to the wall.
Robyn walked over, and pulled the map down, looked at it, and realised something. It was all very well that she was holding a thick book, diagramming every floor, but Robyn didn't know what floor she was on. She went to leave the room, and walked out into the hallway, but once again, everything had changed. The walls were clean, no longer bloodied, and did not have any corpses nailed to the walls any more.
Robyn had obviously crossed over into the real world again, and was glad. Now, there were pieces of paper stuck to the walls, every single one read '7'.
"So I'm obviously on the seventh floor," Robyn said to herself, flicking through the book of maps. Finally she found the seventh floor, and followed the blueprints of hallways around through a maze until she reached the area where the elevator should be, but instead of an elevator, it was just a normal door.
Robyn opened it, and stepped inside.
The next room was small, and furnished like the rest of the building, with a small table in the centre, where a handgun and several magazines lay. Also, there were, not one, but three elevator doors, with keyholes instead of 'call' buttons.
Robyn looked around for a key, but there was none to be found, and when she turned to go looking for a key elsewhere in the building, the door from whence she came was gone, and now a mere painting of the door hung in its place.
"Ready Robyn?" Came a voice from one of the shadowed corners of the room, sounding like an old woman, with a floating, monotonous voice.
"Who are you?" Robyn asked, peering into the shadows, trying to see who it was, "Show yourself!"
An old woman with short, frizzy grey hair, and tiny round spectacles stepped out from the darkness wearing a flowing, black, lacy wedding dress. Her hands were outstretched, and three keys lay there.
"My name is Teufel" the old woman said loudly, "and I am here to guide you"
"I've heard about you" Robyn explained, "Laura met you... You're the one who set the 'men' on her!"
"That's right" Teufel replied, "But she was a meddlesome little girl who was trying to attack what she couldn't understand. But your mind, Robyn, is much more open to suggestion"
"What kind of suggestion?" Robyn asked suspiciously
"That you'll join our cause" Teufel explained, stopping dead in her tracks, and gazing at Robyn, wide-eyed, "Once you've been to our home on the island... You'll see what I mean"
"Maybe I don't want to see" Robyn spat horribly,
"You'll have to..." Teufel spoke eerily, "...If you ever want to see Laura again"
Robyn stared at Teufel with hateful intent, and nodded reluctantly.
"Each key" Teufel started, "Will lead you either to the eight floor in this world, the eight floor in the 'other' world, or it will lead you straight into death. You have to pick, Robyn"
Two of the keys were pitch black, and the other one was insurmountably shiny, reflecting everything with an intense brightness. But Robyn was guessing that that one would lead her straight into death, so she ignored that one. She closed her eyes, followed her instincts, and picked up the first key her hand was able to grab.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a black key in her hand, and Teufel was gone. She went and tried the key on the centre elevator, watched as the doors opened. The elevator looked absolutely normal, and Robyn sighed as she stepped in, thinking that the elevator must have been the normal one.
The elevator shuddered, and moved for a few seconds before stopping again... The doors reopened, and revealed hell... With a giant flying monster in the middle of it all.