Chapter V-Then You Look At Me
Then you look at me
And I always see
What I have been searching for
I'm lost as can be
-Celine Dion's 'Then You Look At Me'
[AN: Yay! The songs are back! Yo! Peeps over there! Review after you read! Gomen for the shortness of each chapter. (I kinda need the cliffhangers...)]
Deeshclaimerzz: Me own nothing...
-Tomoyo-
AHHHHH!!!!!! I screamed in my thoughts. I shut my eyes closed and hugged myself tightly. I don't wanna be a Swiss cheese!! Then I felt a cool breeze. Huh? What happened to the spikes? Maybe I'm dead. I don't feel intense pain.
"Come on" Eriol said. Wha-? I feel around the blackness, and accidentally punches him.
"Owwww" he whimpered in pain.
"Sorry, Eriol?" I asked. He mumbled something that confirmed that it was really him. I blushed in embarrassment. Luckily we were covered in darkness. I don't know what would happen if he sees me in this situation.
"The creature was right, after all." Syaoran said. "It does lead upstairs."
I felt the bottom of the stairs at my feet. We carefully ascended the winding stairway. The iron maiden was actually built into the wall. It was like a door, and it lead us to the foot of this narrow staircase. As we reached the top, there was a trapdoor. We climbed out and found ourselves in a dusty hallway lined with tall, wooden doors.
Each of us dashed into the doors.
And I think we had run out of luck.
They were all locked.
-Sakura-
"Aaaarrrgghhh!!" I grumbled. "Aunt Nakuru could be behind these doors, but we can't get to her. I hate this place, I HATE THIS HOUSE!!!!!" I shouted. Syaoran looked sympathetically to me. Maybe he's thinking that I need professional help. Well, maybe I DO need it. I sat down on the floor miserably. I can't take this any longer.
"Well, maybe we CAN get to Aunt Nakuru." Tomoyo said, smiling.
"What do you mean?" Syaoran asked.
"How?" I said as I looked up. I stood up, with Syaoran helping me. We crowded around Tomoyo as she rummaged something in her pockets.
"Simple. With the help of this." she said as she held out her hand, holding a key. It was the key form the Helter-Skelter drawer!
"But there are more than dozens of doors here." I said, feeling hopeless again.
"Wait!" Eriol scanned the hallway. He pointed out to the last three doors at the end. "Those are only the doors that will take an old-fashioned key like that one." He pointed to the key.
"Great!" I exclaimed. "Now, it will be more easy!"
"But which one should we try first?" Tomoyo inquired.
We approached the doors with old-fashioned locks. A large sign hangs above them. I gulped as I read it. 'Behind these doors, danger lurks.'
Then Tomoyo noticed that each door has a faint writing.
"Hey guys." She pointed it to us. The door closest to us read 'Portraits.' The middle door read 'Musical Interlude.' And the last one read 'Playtime.'
Tomoyo held out the key. "So..." she began, "which door should we try first?"
-Syaoran-
Since the door labeled 'Portraits' is the nearest to us, we decide to give it a try. Just like the ones in the hallway, we entered a room full of paintings. But these are only half-finished. Some are missing their hands, ears, noses and mouths. And they all looked twisted and misshapen. I noticed a particularly gruesome one is missing his eyes.
"Creepy" Sakura whispered. I looked at her. She stared right back at me. Uh- oh...Then I heard giggles from the back of my head. I looked back and saw the two evils...
Tomoyo and Hiiragizawa.
I know, I know, I shouldn't think of Tomoyo like that. She's my best friend, after all. But. BUT! Look at the way she looks at Sakura and me. Thank goodness that she left her camera back home. Luckily we were going to see a movie, so she didn't bring with her her camera. Or else. Five words would best describe what would happen. All. Hell. Will. Break. Loose. Forget that we are in a horror movie. Forget that all the horrible creatures here are making things much worse. I could imagine her from the clasps of a fire breathing, gross-looking gigantic monster and staring back at me...
Through her camera lens.
Well, on the bright side, if she would scream to death and throw her camera at the monster, then that would be definitely not her.
But, beside Tomoyo was the worst, and perhaps the most evil one.
Hiiragizawa.
I hate the way he looks. I hate his smirk. I HATE HIM. And HE has the nerve to call me an OAF!! GRRRR!!! I couldn't wait to beat the living daylights out of him. And he, collaborating with Tomoyo. Oh no. Even without her camera, all hell will beak loose. And their wrath is starting to make its presence. NOW. This could make me wish that the empty armor come and make me his body. At least they will be afraid to come near me, and I would be safely cuddled inside.
-Eriol-
Hmm...Tomoyo and I would make such a nice couple. WAIITTT!! I didn't mean 'that' kind of couple. You know, joining forces with her on torturing my cute little descendan-Oops. I shouldn't have said that...
-Tomoyo-
I started to feel scared. Maybe it's karma for teasing Syaoran a while ago. I feel that the paintings here are all watching me. Except for one, that is. The one in front of me.
Because it has no eyes.
"Beware..." a voice said.
Huh? Each of us looked around. "W-who said that?" I cried. Sakura held my shoulders and turned me around.
To the eyeless portrait.
"H-he did." She said, nervously. "T-the guy in the painting."
Next:
-Tomoyo-
Why, why would Syaoran do this to me? Of all people, why him? He's my best friend, how could he afford to keep that from me...and he and Eriol. They both lied to me. I hate him. I hate them!!
Then you look at me
And I always see
What I have been searching for
I'm lost as can be
-Celine Dion's 'Then You Look At Me'
[AN: Yay! The songs are back! Yo! Peeps over there! Review after you read! Gomen for the shortness of each chapter. (I kinda need the cliffhangers...)]
Deeshclaimerzz: Me own nothing...
-Tomoyo-
AHHHHH!!!!!! I screamed in my thoughts. I shut my eyes closed and hugged myself tightly. I don't wanna be a Swiss cheese!! Then I felt a cool breeze. Huh? What happened to the spikes? Maybe I'm dead. I don't feel intense pain.
"Come on" Eriol said. Wha-? I feel around the blackness, and accidentally punches him.
"Owwww" he whimpered in pain.
"Sorry, Eriol?" I asked. He mumbled something that confirmed that it was really him. I blushed in embarrassment. Luckily we were covered in darkness. I don't know what would happen if he sees me in this situation.
"The creature was right, after all." Syaoran said. "It does lead upstairs."
I felt the bottom of the stairs at my feet. We carefully ascended the winding stairway. The iron maiden was actually built into the wall. It was like a door, and it lead us to the foot of this narrow staircase. As we reached the top, there was a trapdoor. We climbed out and found ourselves in a dusty hallway lined with tall, wooden doors.
Each of us dashed into the doors.
And I think we had run out of luck.
They were all locked.
-Sakura-
"Aaaarrrgghhh!!" I grumbled. "Aunt Nakuru could be behind these doors, but we can't get to her. I hate this place, I HATE THIS HOUSE!!!!!" I shouted. Syaoran looked sympathetically to me. Maybe he's thinking that I need professional help. Well, maybe I DO need it. I sat down on the floor miserably. I can't take this any longer.
"Well, maybe we CAN get to Aunt Nakuru." Tomoyo said, smiling.
"What do you mean?" Syaoran asked.
"How?" I said as I looked up. I stood up, with Syaoran helping me. We crowded around Tomoyo as she rummaged something in her pockets.
"Simple. With the help of this." she said as she held out her hand, holding a key. It was the key form the Helter-Skelter drawer!
"But there are more than dozens of doors here." I said, feeling hopeless again.
"Wait!" Eriol scanned the hallway. He pointed out to the last three doors at the end. "Those are only the doors that will take an old-fashioned key like that one." He pointed to the key.
"Great!" I exclaimed. "Now, it will be more easy!"
"But which one should we try first?" Tomoyo inquired.
We approached the doors with old-fashioned locks. A large sign hangs above them. I gulped as I read it. 'Behind these doors, danger lurks.'
Then Tomoyo noticed that each door has a faint writing.
"Hey guys." She pointed it to us. The door closest to us read 'Portraits.' The middle door read 'Musical Interlude.' And the last one read 'Playtime.'
Tomoyo held out the key. "So..." she began, "which door should we try first?"
-Syaoran-
Since the door labeled 'Portraits' is the nearest to us, we decide to give it a try. Just like the ones in the hallway, we entered a room full of paintings. But these are only half-finished. Some are missing their hands, ears, noses and mouths. And they all looked twisted and misshapen. I noticed a particularly gruesome one is missing his eyes.
"Creepy" Sakura whispered. I looked at her. She stared right back at me. Uh- oh...Then I heard giggles from the back of my head. I looked back and saw the two evils...
Tomoyo and Hiiragizawa.
I know, I know, I shouldn't think of Tomoyo like that. She's my best friend, after all. But. BUT! Look at the way she looks at Sakura and me. Thank goodness that she left her camera back home. Luckily we were going to see a movie, so she didn't bring with her her camera. Or else. Five words would best describe what would happen. All. Hell. Will. Break. Loose. Forget that we are in a horror movie. Forget that all the horrible creatures here are making things much worse. I could imagine her from the clasps of a fire breathing, gross-looking gigantic monster and staring back at me...
Through her camera lens.
Well, on the bright side, if she would scream to death and throw her camera at the monster, then that would be definitely not her.
But, beside Tomoyo was the worst, and perhaps the most evil one.
Hiiragizawa.
I hate the way he looks. I hate his smirk. I HATE HIM. And HE has the nerve to call me an OAF!! GRRRR!!! I couldn't wait to beat the living daylights out of him. And he, collaborating with Tomoyo. Oh no. Even without her camera, all hell will beak loose. And their wrath is starting to make its presence. NOW. This could make me wish that the empty armor come and make me his body. At least they will be afraid to come near me, and I would be safely cuddled inside.
-Eriol-
Hmm...Tomoyo and I would make such a nice couple. WAIITTT!! I didn't mean 'that' kind of couple. You know, joining forces with her on torturing my cute little descendan-Oops. I shouldn't have said that...
-Tomoyo-
I started to feel scared. Maybe it's karma for teasing Syaoran a while ago. I feel that the paintings here are all watching me. Except for one, that is. The one in front of me.
Because it has no eyes.
"Beware..." a voice said.
Huh? Each of us looked around. "W-who said that?" I cried. Sakura held my shoulders and turned me around.
To the eyeless portrait.
"H-he did." She said, nervously. "T-the guy in the painting."
Next:
-Tomoyo-
Why, why would Syaoran do this to me? Of all people, why him? He's my best friend, how could he afford to keep that from me...and he and Eriol. They both lied to me. I hate him. I hate them!!