Without thinking, I jumped back. What is happening? Did I really just see that? I couldn't have really seen... a blue man, right? A few moments passed and the air was still. I sighed, relief filling my body as I did. Guess I just finally lost it, I thought. I recomposed myself before walking back up to the book. I once again peered inside the book and was just as horrified as before. The tiny, blue man was indeed real. His eyes were closed and his arms laid on either side of him. Their penis was out on full display; I tried my best not to look at it. I felt like I was about to collapse.

I rubbed my face as I turned away from him. "I must be high, right?" I said quietly. "That's the only logical explanation."

"That's good reasoning..." a voice said from behind me. I turned to it. The blue man was slowly hovering out of the book; he sat cross-legged on the air below him. A magenta gem was embedded in his forehead; it was so shiny that I could see my own reflection in it. A towel had somehow appeared over his lap. At least I didn't have to stare at his penis anymore. He opened his eyes. His pupils were in the shape of a diamond and were pink. He rested his head on hishand. "...but no. You're completely sober."

I blinked at him a few times before turning away and pacing back and forth. "And now it's talking to me! I'm just fucking crazy!"

The blue man observed me. "You're taking this a lot worse than your other-self," he eventually said like it was a casual conversation starter.

I stopped walking and snapped my head to him. "What!?"

His casual expression never changed. "Yeah. You're other-self." He looked to the side. "They took this a lot more casually." He paused for a moment. "Then again..." He shrugged before looking back at me. "They didn't have much of a personality to begin with."

I just stared at him blankly. "What the hell are you... talking... about?" Was this thing trying to confuse me on purpose?

I couldn't get a good answer before my door opened. I looked over at the door, Marco popped his head in as I did. "You okay?" he asked. "Sounded like you were in a fight." I looked back over at the book; it had somehow closed, the blue man nowhere in sight. Marco saw where I was looking and looked too. "Oh, cool. The moving crew came." He squinted at the book. "That's a weird-looking book."

I slowly turned back to him. Maybe I should tell him, I thought. A blue swirl of light appeared in front of me before James came out of it. "Don't do that," he said. "He'll think you're crazy."

I sighed; as much as I hated to admit it, he was right. "Yeah," I said. "Pretty strange book."

Marco stared at it for a few more seconds before shaking his head. "Well, anyway..." he looked at me. "Just came to see if you were awake." I nodded my head as his head was sucked behind the door. "See you," he said as he shut the door.

"Bye," I said even though he probably couldn't hear me. I looked at James. "I think it's finally happened, James..." I walked over to my bed and put my head down. "I've gone bananas."

Before James could say anything, the blue man's voice came from the book. "You're perfectly sane."

I looked up at the book; he had somehow reappeared. Normally, I'd question this, but I couldn't be bothered. I put my head back down. "Sane people don't see tiny blue men."

James walked over and pretended to sit down next to me. "Take it from someone who's inside your mind..." I looked over at him; he stared me dead in the eyes. "You're not crazy."

I lightly shook my head, but before I could get anything out, the blue man's voice was already in my ears. "He speaks the truth," he said.

I looked over at the man with a raised eyebrow. "You can see him?" He nodded. I sighed before looking at the floor. "Why am I even surprised?"

The ear pricing sound of the door creaking open filled the room; I didn't bother to look. James, on the other hand, did. He took a quick glance before he turned to water and went through the floorboards. Seeing as he deliberately vanished, I already knew who was behind the door. I heard the blue man's towel rustle as he turned. "Ah, Princess..." he said. Princess? I guess everyone's calling her that today, I thought. I looked over at Star; her eyes were wide and her jaw was gaping. It looked like she was holding a bunch of... mice? "Me and your roommate were just having a chat," the blue man finished.

She glanced at me before looking back at the blue man. "Glossaryck..." she said. I got a good look at the mice in her hands; they all wore tiny tank tops. She clenched her fist that had nothing in it. "What the hell!" she said through her teeth.

"Hey..." Glossaryck put his hands up like a gun was pointed at him. "...Don't blame me. After all, I did tell you to put me in a better spot.

Star rubbed her face. "I know! But you could have at least not come out!"

"Wait..." I said. I glanced over at Glossaryck before looking back at Star. "You knew about this?

"Of course I did!" She sighed before walking in front of me. "Just..." she pulled out the thing she had put in her star bag. It kinda looked like wands you'd see in animes. She aimed it like it was a gun right at my head. "...Don't move, okay?"

"...what?" I said under my breath. The anime wand started to glow bright. I was confused when, for only half a second, I saw a beam shoot out of it. I used all of my strength to duck down. It just barely missed me; I felt it graze across my hair. "HOLY SHIT!" I screamed as I jumped off the other side of my bed and ducked behind it.

I heard Glossaryck chuckle. "Erasing his memories is a little... harsh. Don't you think, Star?"

I popped my head out. "You're trying to erase my memories?!" I shouted as another beam came at me. I was able to duck out of it's way.

Star sighed. "Okay, look, I have too. Alright?" She appeared from the corner, the wand charged up once more. "Make it easy on me. Please?"

I jumped out of the way of the beam and ran to the other side of the room. "No way! I'm never letting you do that!"

Star didn't say anything as she started to approach. A certain sadness was in her eyes; it was obvious she didn't want to do this. Then why was she? The wand started to charge up the closer she got. I tried backing up, but a wall was in my way. Just when the wand had reached it's brightest, my door opened. Marco popped his head in. "Okay; what the fuck are you guys-" He made eye contact with me first. He glanced over at Star; her attention was directed towards him as well.

Kate popped her head in and saw the same scene as well. "Are you guys... roleplaying... or something?" she eventually asked.

I could hear Star's relief come out with her sigh, but before she got to say anything, Marco and Kate saw Glossaryck. Glossaryck waved at them. "Welcome to the party," he said.

"Glossaryck!" Star shouted. She chucked the wand at him; he easily hovered out of the way. "You fucking idiot!"

Marco entered the room, his legs wobbled a bit as he did. Kate was shortly behind him; she seemed to be taking it better than Marco. He pointed at Glossaryck. "That a floating blue man," he said. He then pointed at the wand that was now on Star's bed. "And that's a... wand... maybe?" He turned to us; I could now see just how wide his eyes were. "What the fuck is happening?"

I shrugged; while he seemed confused, I think my confusion beat his. Star sighed. "Great!" she walked over to her bed and collapsed on it. "I can't erase three people's memories!" she said into her pillow

Glossaryck hovered over her. "Well, technically..."

She looked him dead in the eyes. "Shut up," she said.

Marco glanced at Star, then Glossarck, then me. "I still have no idea what's happening!"

I walked next to him. "Don't worry, neither do I."

A few moments of silence passed before Star spoke up. "Okay," she said as she sat up "No point in keeping you guys in the dark." She looked over at us. "I'll try my best to explain things to you." Marco looked over at me as if to see what I'd do. I shrugged at him before walking over and sitting on my bed in front of her. Kate didn't hesitate to sit next to me while Marco gave me a weird stare before doing the same thing. A few of the mice stuck their noses out and sniffed us; one of them growled while the rest cowered behind the one doing the growling.

Star stared at us for a few seconds before looking to the floor. She began to rub her forehead. "What's the best way to say this?" she said, more to herself than us. After a while, she eventually looked up and sighed. "I'll be blunt with you guys. I'm not..." she looked to the side. "...from this dimension."

Kate seemed to be the only vocal one. "You're not from this dimension?" she said. "What the hell does that mean?"

Star continued to stare at the wall. "It's... complicated." A few seconds passed before she looked back at us. "Just know I come from a place that's nothing like here."

"What's so different about your dimension?" Marco asked. He glanced over at Glossaryck. "Well, besides tiny blue men."

"Lots of stuff. I just can't put it into words."

"Do you have an example you could show us?" I asked. Glossaryck pointed to himself. I sighed. "Besides him."

Star thought for a second, then her eyes lit up. "Yeah, actually!" She began to rub at her cheeks with great speed. They started to get red; I thought it was because she was rubbing them so hard, but the more she did it, the more the red started to form a shape. She eventually finished; the makeup that was on her cheeks had been transferred to her hands and some of the mice. Apparently, two big, red hearts had been underneath all that makeup that entire time. She wiped her hands on her legs. "The things on my cheeks are only found in royalty from where I come from."

Marco looked like he almost wanted to reach out and touch them. "What do they do?" he asked.

She tapped her cheeks a few times; they kinda started to glow. "Besides being a night light, I don't have any idea." She tapped them once more and they stopped glowing. "I guess they were designed to mark royalty from the poor."

I was slowly piecing together what she was saying. While it was hard to believe, the fact that Glossaryck was hovering behind her was all the evidence I needed to know she wasn't lying. "So, if I'm getting this right..." I said as I looked up at Star. "You're saying you're royalty?" She responded with a simple nod. It all made sense now. Especially the princess thing. "That's why you came here in a carriage!" I looked around the room. "And that's why you have so much shit!"

A confused expression washed over Star's face. "Wait, you saw the carriage?" I couldn't answer before she continued. "I guess it doesn't matter now seeing as you all know."

Marco looked like he had calmed down a bit. "Alright, so you're royalty and you came from a different dimension," he said. "How'd you even get here?"

She cringed, "Well, you see..." She paused for a moment before rushing over to my closet. "Let me go get them."

She started digging through her clothes. A few minutes passed and she was still pulling stuff out. I sighed before getting up. "If you want, I can help," I said. "I know that closet like the back of my hand."

She looked back at me with a grin. "That's what you think," she said before continuing to pull clothes out. What does that even mean?

Minutes later and she was still digging through the clothes; she had formed a pile half the size of me behind her. I decided to finally walk over to her. "Okay, that's it. I'm helping."

Before I could crouch down and start to help, she pushed me back; her head was still face first in the clothing. "No, wait," her muffled voice said. "I found it." She put her other hand back in there; her body looked like it was reaching for something. "I just need to..." Somehow, half of her body was sucked into the pile of clothing. My eyes instinctively became wide. "...grab ...it," she said, her voice barely audible. "Got it!" she said.

Just before she came out of the pile, her entire body seemed to be sucked into it. There was no sound, apart from the distant and muffled grunting of Star. Eventually, not even that could be heard. "Landin..." Kate said. I looked over at her; her eyes were just as wide as mine. "Where did she go?"

"I..." I bent down and stuck a hand into the pile, expecting to feel a body. Instead, I just felt clothes. I looked back over at Kate, "I don't know."

Marco stood up, "What do you mean you don't know?"

I started digging through the clothing. Still no sign of her. "She's just not there!" I said as I continued to dig.

Kate and Marco came next to me and started to dig too. "Well, she must be down there somewhere!" said Kate.

We dug and dug but there was no sign of her anywhere. The pile was getting smaller, though, but I was still confused since it didn't look like there was that much to begin with. It took a while but I gave up and came up with the bright idea to stick my head in there. "Alright, I'm putting my head in there."

I didn't wait for confirmation. I shoved my head in there. Nothing, at first. I started to dig my way deeper. It didn't look that deep on the outside, but it never seemed to end on the inside. Eventually, after a while of shuffling through clothing, I saw a hole in the ground. I could still feel my body on the surface, but more than half of it was most likely covered. "Guys!" I screamed at the surface. "I found a hole!"

"A hole?!" Kate's muffled voice came back.

"Yep!" I tried peeking through it but it was just out of reach. "I'm going deeper!" I shouted as I dragged myself further down.

"What if you fall down?" Marco asked.

I pulled myself through the opening. "Now what make you think I'll do-"

I couldn't finish before what was left of my body was sucked down. I tried to grip on to something but realized there was only clothing. I came tumbling out of the hole at a slow speed. I closed my eyes, it felt like I was a rock tumbling down a mountain. Although, if we're being fair, it felt like I was bouncing off pillows more than rocks. Eventually, after what felt like hours of tumbling, I reached the bottom. I opened my eyes; a hug room sat in front of me. And when I say huge, I mean huge. It was like Scrooge McDuck's vault, but for junk and clothes. I stood up and rubbed my head. "How can we not see this from downstairs!?" I asked the empty room.

Piles of stuff went up to the roof; in fact, I had just come out of one of those towers. Most of the stuff in there was shit no one would find useful. It ranged from baby clothes to piles of junk. If my eyes weren't deceiving me, I could see buildings in the distance. I looked up at where I had come out of; I was just fast enough to see Marco, then Kate, tumble out of the hole. Even though this entire situation was surreal, I couldn't help but smile seeing the two tumble down piles of clothing at great speed. Unfortunately for me, they were coming right at me and by the time I noticed it, the two of them were only a few feet away.

I tried to move but was nowhere near fast enough. Marco landed on me while Kate landed a not so far from me. Obviously, I fell to the floor. "Ow," I said. It hurt a little, not too much.

"Oh shit!" Marco said as he got off of me. He looked down at me. "Sorry."

"Don't worry, you're fine."

He stuck out his hand; I gladly took it as he helped me up. "You okay?" he asked.

I brushed off my jacket, "Might have a few bruises, but yeah." I looked over at Kate; her jaw was gaping as she looked at the room in front of us. I walked next to her. "I know. This is completely crazy."

Marco came next to me. "I thought you knew this closet like the back of your hand."

"Yeah, so did I."

"So..." Kate looked at both of us. "How are we going to get out of here?"

Marco shrugged while I pointed off in the distance. "I saw a building over there." I looked over at Kate, "There may be something in there we can use."

Marco's jaw looked like it wanted to fall off. "A building? In a closet?" All I could do was nod. "How long has this been here?"

And with that, we were off; I led the way since I knew where the building was. Part of me was convinced I was dreaming, that my alarm clock had never woken me up. Oh, how I wanted to believe that part of me. I asked James a few times about it and he gave me the same answer every time. "Nope." Nothing about the situation made sense. Hell, even before, the situation didn't make sense. I was still grasping the fact that we were in my closet, let alone that Star was from a different dimension. I just couldn't stop thinking about everything. If she was truly from a different dimension, then everything modern science told us was a lie.

After a while of walking, the building was finally visible. There was a lot more than one and dim candlelight seemed to be coming out of all of them. From what I could make out, They all seemed to be constructed out of the junk around us. From clothing to bricks (Yes, there were bricks around us). A gate of sorts blocked the way to the buildings, a small bridge hanged above it; it was connected to two walls and ladders led up to it. No one was on it. We almost made it to the gate when I heard rustling come from my side. I stopped. "Did you guys hear that?" I asked.

Marco and Kate stopped. "Hear what?" Kate asked.

I turned to where the noise came from; conveniently, a pile of clothes sat there. I stared at it, the clothes started to rustle. "That." I continued to stare at it; it started to shake, lightly at first. Then, a bright orb appeared in the center of the pile. The orb floated up, the clothing following it; it began to form into a shape. It was hard to tell at first, but it eventually appeared to be a wolf. It growled like a dog would before leaping out at me; I somehow, just barely, dodged.

"Was that a wolf made out of clothes?" Marco asked.

I glanced over at him. "Yep!" I said before starting to run towards the gate. Kate and Marco seemed to get what I was doing and were shortly behind me.

The wolf howled before I heard it run after us; there was no way we were faster than a wolf. We thankfully didn't need to be though since the gate was right there. I ran up to it and pushed on it; the thing wouldn't budge. I banged on it. "Hey! Open up!" I shouted, hoping that someone was there.

When the gate didn't budge, I turned around to face the impending doom. Marco and Kate were already pressed up against the gate, they looked at the wolf with fear in their eyes. The wolf being made out of clothes didn't make it scary; in fact, it did the opposite. But the teeth (Which were made out of knives) put that fear right back. The wolf growled at us as more balls of light appeared in the distance; clothes and junk formed around the balls like they did with the one in front of us. Some became wolfs, others became things only seen in fantasy books. Terror hit my heart as I saw them approach.

The wolf barked at us before leaping towards us. Before it landed on us, a man came flying down from above us; a spear was in his hands. The spear went right through the wolf and penetrated the orb. The wolf whimpered before it lost it's form and became a pile of clothing once more. The man pulled the spear out of the ground. He was moderately buff and had long hair and a beard. I blinked a few times. "How the hell is all of this in my closet?!"

I heard the gate open as the man looked back at us. He ran past us and inside. "Come on!" he shouted. Marco and Kate quickly followed; seeing no other choice, I did the same.

A/N

Welcome back! Sorry for being even later than I predicted, I wanted to redo this chapter. Don't get me wrong, the one I originally wrote was far from bad, but I felt I could do it better. Also, virtual school is a pain in the ass. Expect the next chapter to come out a lot sooner (I have to redo that one too since this chapter ends completely different now) since I'm on spring break. Anyway, thanks for reading. I appreciate all of my old readers who stuck around. Once again, sorry for tearing the story away from you. Alright, bye.