Hey everyone, I've decided to start working on this chapter not so long after I've uploaded the first one. Unfortunately I've lost my laptop charger, so i don't know when i can work on chapter three, unless i find it at school tomorrow.

If the charge runs out before i finish, i'll just have to post what I've got, and fix it later. Wether i have finished or not will be at the end authors note.

I am absolutely in love with this game, so I'm really enthusiastic about this story :)

I'm not sure what to do about 'save points', so i'll just put something in for now and if i need to i'll edit it later. Ideas are always welcome. :)

I'm still mostly going off of Markiplier's lets play, so i can get the sequence of events right.

As usual… I OWN NOTHING!

START OF CHAPTER:

Garry was getting nervous now, he didn't think the lights were supposed to go out in a massive gallery like this for no reason.

He walked around, trying to find someone to ask what was happening, but the only sounds the little boy could hear were his own breathing and his loud footsteps echoing. Unsettled by the sudden abandonment of the gallery, Garry quickly ran back down to where he remembered the reception desk was…

… but his parents weren't there.

Now he was really scared.

"Mom?!" He called. "Mom, dad?! Is anybody there?"

After a good few minutes of no responses, he ran for the door to go back outside, but he found that it wouldn't open. Now more worried then ever, he decided he had to try and find another way out, so off he went.

But then the strangest thing happened, as he passed a painting he had barely noticed earlier, he heard it.

'Cough!'

Garry jumped, startled. He went towards where he thought the noise came from, but all he found was a painting titled 'The Coughing Man'. It couldn't have been the painting, right? Even though it's title made it suspicious, it couldn't have possibly made that noise by itself… right?

When he found no answer, and the painting nor anything else made any further sound or movement, he decided to move on. He had just passed a window (that he couldn't see through upon checking), and as he walked away from it he heard a noise.

'Bang! Bang! Bang!'

A rapid succession of knocks came from the window, making the boy shriek in surprise. After a few seconds of nothing else happening, he set off again, still wondering what was going on.

As he made his rounds, he came back to the giant painting that seemed to take up the wall, '? World'. Only this time, something was different. Blue paint was leaking from behind the left side of the painting. He shrieked again as he heard several thumps behind him. When he turned around he saw letters on the floor, written in red paint.

'C O M E. Y'

This was maybe the creepiest thing yet, how did whatever wrote the message know his name? He didn't know, and he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

He turned back around again, only to find the blue paint had now changed into blue writing. Thankfully he could read all of the words.

'Come down below Garry, i'll show you someplace secret.'

He didn't like the sound of that. So he walked back to the front desk again, this time noticing the book that was open sitting on the desk surface. He didn't really know what it was for, but he reasoned that if something happened to him, people would at least know he was here, so he took the pen next to the book and wrote his name down.

Not sure where to go next, he once again set out to explore for a way out. But something has changed again. The painting that he first read as "? of the Deep", the barrier around it seemed to have vanished. As he got closer, he saw blue footprints leading… into the painting? This just kept getting weirder.

For some reason unknown to him, Garry decided to put his own feet over the blue footprints, somewhere in the back of his small mind he found this odd that his feet were the same size as the blue prints. He felt drawn to the painting, the longer he looked, the more he could swear he was actually seeing the deep ocean, and the grey giant fish looked especially menacing with those sharp teeth. Had he been aware, he might have found it odd that he wasn't panicking, but for some reason he felt compelled to just step that bit closer. Then before he knew it, he was being sucked in, the last thing he heard before his eyes closed was a distant splash, unaware it was him.

When he opened his eyes again, he wasn't quite sure where he was. He appeared to be standing in the middle of a blue hallway, with a blue door on either end. On either side of where he was standing were almost identical pictures, of what Garry thought looked like a ricky seashore. The only thing he could see different was the one of the left was red, and the one on the right was blue. The only difference between going left or right was that there was a small table was infront of one. He decided to see what was to the right.

As he got closer, he saw the vase on the table, which held a single blue rose. He didn't know why, but he had a gut feeling that this flower would be important somehow. So he gently took the rose, and placed it in his jacket pocket. He only counted three petals on the slightly wilted but still beautiful flower. What caught his attention next was a small notice on the wall next to the door.

'When the rose ?, so too will you ? away.'

What did that mean? Did that mean the blue rose he had was somehow more important then he thought? Curiosity quickly banished that thought, as he now wanted to know what was behind that door.

Upon inspection, he found that he could move the table, and with a little heaving, he managed to move the small table away from the door.

When he got the door open, he found only a single room with the only exit being the door he just entered. On the far wall was the painting of a woman with her eyes closed. But the most disturbing thing, was that her hair appeared to be coming out of the painting. Infront of the lady's painting was a small blue key, would he need this for the other door? Garry wasn't sure, so he decided to approach and quickly grabbed the key. He was creeped out when the lady in the painting opened her eyes. He quickly decided to leave the room before anything else could happen, could the lady talk? He didn't want to find out.

When he got back into the hallway, he noticed all of the letters on the wall had changed from blue to red, but he wasn't sure what they were spelling. When he was about halfway across the hall he stopped abruptly as more red letters appeared on the ground infront of him. These letters he could read.

F

Wait, thief? Was that referring to the rose or they key? Garry assumed the key, as the letters didn't make themselves known after he got the rose, so the key was the more likely option. As much as it made him nervous, he decided to keep the key, who knows when he would need it?

It turned out he would need it sooner then he thought. The blue door on the other end of the corridor didn't open when he turned the handle, so it must be locked. Before he opened the door he saw another notice beside the door.

'You and the rose are ?. Know the weight of your own life.'

Now he knew something was up with the rose he carried.

…But what?

END OF CHAPTER:

Thankfully, i DID manage to get this chapter done before my computer went flat, just in time to. I really have no idea where i left my charger, so i don't know when i can get the next chapter out, but rest assured it will be soon as i can! :)

Just two important questions before i end this authors note:

1- When Mary eventually shows up, do you guys think i should keep her as a girl or change her gender? Cause i was thinking if Garry's the kid, maybe i should make Mary a boy to match? I dunno, all opinions are welcome on this matter

2- I'm gonna write the 'Promise of Reunion' ending as the ending to my story, but do you guys want me to write out the other ending in extra chapters as well?

That's all for now, cya next chapter :)

Tairulz