Aright, this is chapter three! Sorry about the delays, as well as any inconveniences that have occurred. I am trying to relinquish the habit of procrastinating Please, read, relax & enjoy, though how can you, what with a horror fiction right on your computer screen?

after 6 months, Jivatma was on a wheelchair, recovering quickly & feeling better by the hour. When he drank the sobe however, he started to feel very funny. He piloted his wheelchair with his lanky arms, & reached his room. Upon arrival, he started to feel really drowsy; he started to drift into a slumber after getting into his bed; he felt very sick, but slept soundly nevertheless...

Some time later...

" Hey, wake up...", a voice said. Jivatma woke up after hearing the words. The only thing he saw was nothing but a man in a green suit. He had his hair in a ponytail, yet his hair next to his forehead was rising. They were in a dim room, with two instruments; namely, a gutiar or harmonica; there was a small stool & a chair. The only light source were either candles or lamps; the room, however, was very cold. There was a ladder that led up to a door that was equipped & locked with seven padlocks.

" What is a stray dog doing here?", jivatma said in a cryptic manner. Hyena looked at him with an expression of terror, like he paid no attention. Inside however, was a different story.

" I save you from certain death, & this is how you repay me? I barely managed to get the germs out of you a few months ago. I'm lucky to be alive myself!", he thought. He thought about saying that, but he just let it go.

" Something happened. I don't know how, but the world was taken over by this strange army of dolls with soulless eyes!", he explained.

" Okay, time out. Do you actually expect me to believe that? Who in hell would fall for that stupidity prelude?", he asked. Hyena looked behind him, then up at the ceiling, then back at Jivatma.

" I know it seems crazy but look outside; follow me. But be quiet! Got me?" Hyena said. Jivatma didn't know why he bothered to say 'yes', but he felt a little out of place; they both treaded cautiously toward the ladder that led up toward the hole in the ceiling. Hyena took out a key ring that had seven keys, opened the padlocks with their respective keys, & opened the latch; the door opened in an upward fashion, & with that, they climbed upwards to the outdoors... or whats become of it for that matter...

There was nothing other than over-frozen plains, cities, & such; south-town was in ruins, everything was in ruins. Everywhere they looked, there was something that was in ruins. It was almost as if the earth itself reached the stage of ruin.

Jivatma was looking everywhere, then at Hyena, who was staring at a small girl. It had a black & red dress, with a red & black coffin on her back; she had shoes & a hat to match the strange outfit she wore. Her purple hues were lacking life, like as if she was an actual porcelain doll! She looked around, trying to find someone or something, but not before they both ducked down, shut the door, & locked it.

The way the shut it made a noise that alarmed the girl; moving toward the place where she thought she had heard the noise, she looked around, & searched the area; she couldn't find a thing. She left the area, seemingly to find something else.

" Was that the doll you spoke of?", Jivatma questioned.

" Only one of them. Come on. Lets eat.", he replied, climbing back down to the floor. Jivatma followed him. Jivatma just sat at the chair.

" You want some food?", Hyena asked. Jivatma shook his head, signaling for a no. Jivatma sat ant the chair while Hyena sat on the stool. Jivatma grabbed the guitar, & started trying to play it. Ironically, he was making progress on the first few tries. Hyena was eating some sandwich of some sort or another, but he really didn't seem to like it; he finished it just to fill his stomach, & soon joined Jivatma in his jam session. He picked up a harmonica, & started playing it. Hyena stopped playing his instrument after a few minutes of playing the harmonica, & asked Jivatma a question.

"Hey, do you", Hyena began before he was interrupted by a noise. The two looked up to see a hole in the ceiling; there was something moving in the hole.

" Sh.", Hyena whispered. Jivatma didn't bother asking why; he knew that something bad was bound to happen, what with what happened to him in the past. They saw something moving in the shadows, but they couldn't see; it was too dark.

Whatever was there moved away, but it made a hole in the process! The light that came forth from outside shined with great radiance; worse, when the two took a look up at the hole, the same girl was staring right at them! Even more so was the fact that she wasn't alone; there were actual people that looked exactly alike the original girl they saw, & they too were also staring at them!

The porcelain doll look-a-likes stared at them with their soulless like eyes, scaring the two of them half to death, in a figurative way, to say the least. Hyena had a look of terror, as did Jivatma; they stood still, not even flinching. Hyena screamed, put harmonica down, & ran, as did Jivatma, save for the fact he didn't scream.

Hyena unlocked the door, opened it, & ran for the hills. Jivatma followed him, not wanting to get caught by them. As the two ran, more & more of the Gothic porcelain dolls emerged from nowhere, walked slowly towards the two. Hyena screamed once again as the two ran for a building at the edge of the desolate ruins of what once was south town; they entered the building with the porcelain dolls closing in on the duo. They slammed it shut, & looked for a way to keep it closed; luckily, they found several piano's & other encumbering instruments, such as several sets of huge drums, or other things, such as chairs.

The two pushed piano after piano, chair after chair, & some drums to block it all off. The door didn't even look accessible at all. Jivatma stood still, feeling real cautious. Hyena, feeling proud of his work.

" I would like to see the goth loli dolls get through that, eh Jivatma?", he said. They were completely caught of guard on what happened next; they really didn't notice that the building had some of the strangest windows around. They really couldn't be seen unless you find a handle on pull on it to open it. Worse, when they did realize that there was a window it was already too late. One of the strange dolls opened the window, shocking both of them. Hyena screamed & jumped in Jivatma's arms as more of them took graceful steps over the window, & into the building.

Hyena cried as the room was filled with nearly ninety porcelain dolls, while Jivatma could only pat him on the head. Jivatma put hyena down, feeling lost in despair. He decided to try something, though he thought it was suicide. He picked up a harmonica & handed it to Hyena; he didn't understand, but he decided to try it.

" I might as well die playing music, if nothing else.", he replied, still crying a little; he took the harmonica away from Jivatma as he picked up a banjo. They both started playing, with sad faces, an old tune. Hyena went first, playing some tunes, while Jivatma plucked a few strings of the banjo. As they played, it took them some time to notice that the porcelain dolls actually had their eyes closed, & they were moving their heads up in down; they both thought that was a sign that they were enjoying it!

They played faster & more cheerful than before, as they walked towards the door without interference. Hyena managed to open the door without stopping their now-dangerous jam session. They lead the almost insurmountable army of dolls out of the building, & towards a house that was on fire; Hyena opened the door that lead into the blazing inferno, & in a cruel irony, the army of porcelain loli dolls went in like as if they had nothing to fear. They played & played, hoping to lead even more of the seemingly stupid females into the raging flames of chaos. That's when tragedy struck them both hard; the strings that allowed use of the banjo deteriorated, & eventually, broke. They both stopped playing at once, & looked at the now-useless instrument.

They turned their attention towards the still large army of goth loli dolls, & their were at least 40 of them left; more than enough to finish them both off in one fell swoop. They stopped walking into the furnace, & they turned their attention towards their targets. They were almost in a berserk stages as they went for the duo. Hyena screamed as he tried to play the harmonica yet again, but it was too late; they were beaten, kicked, & ironically, electrocuted. All hope was lost for the two as they fell into the shadows of unconsciousness...

" Jivatma! Jivatma! Wake up you lazy sack of crap!", someone said. He suddenly awoke, stretching. He found himself in his office, lying on a desk.

" Don't tell me you have been dreaming.", Jalange said.

" It was more like a nightmare than a dream. If only if you experienced the same dream I had, then maybe you would understand the horror of what I experienced...", Jivatma replied.

" Whatever. Lets just get back to work.", Jalange said. He left Jivatma's office, & went towards his office. Jivatma had a thought about the dream he had. He started to wonder if that was a sign or a message from someone.

" Perhaps I shouldn't boast. I should try to be a better person...",Jivatma thought as he turned his attention to his work. His mind felt like as if it was wracked with headaches after the hellish nightmare he had...

Alright! The final chapter, & the story itself comes to a close, everyone. Sorry about the delays I mentioned at the beginning. I really need to eliminate the habit of procrastinating, big time. I hope you enjoyed the story. For now, have a nice day, ladies & gentlemen.