FINALLY an update. I'm thinking of adding my OC so I don't get bored with this story. I dunno. Biez!
Looking around, Ib stood up, serveing the current room she was in.
'I don't remember this room before...' She thought.
Being back in the fabricated world, all her memories of the last time she was here had returned. With a gasp, she remembered standing into front of Mary's painting with Garry. And when the black out happened. But what happened afterward...?
"Wait... Garry?!"
Garry was gone.
No whewre.
Not even even a trace.
"Garry?! GARRY!?" Ib screamed. She jumped up, running to the door and tugging on the nob despretly.
It wouldn't budge.
She pulled harder, brasing her foot against the door. "hrk... Dang!" She let go and stumbled backwards, panting.
Calming down, she looked around at her surroundings, trying to find another way out.
It wasn't exactly an interesting room, just had a bookshelf on each side of the opposite side of the room, a desk, a chair, and a small one person bed with thin white sheets.
A single golden book that wasn't destroyed or dirty stuck out among the others and Ib pulled it out, opening the book curiously.
The pages were splattered with blood.
And rose petals.
Blue rose petals.
She instantly closed the book and saw the title had changed. Before, it was called New world. Now it was called Can you find me.
Slowly opening the book again, a golden key lay among the now clean white pages. She snatched the key and put the book away with out a second thought, running to the door and practically shoving the key into the lock.
A click and it opened.
She was greeted with a long dark, hallway, not even any paintings in sight. It should have been reasuring that there was nothing in sight to try to kill her but instead it gave her the creeps, like something bad was about to happen.
A scream reached her ears from the end of the hall.
And a familiar one at that.
Her squinted as she stared at the darkness, trying to make out her friend."GARRY?! Is that you?" She cried.
A figure lurched toward her from the shadows. Who, she wasn't sure. "G-garry? Is that you? Say something!"
The figure walked into the faint light and Ib could see, it was NOT Garry.
Bright blue eyes glittering wih insanity and hate dilated at the sight of her. A smile stretched across the blonde girls face as she stared. "Hi, Ib... I'm back..."
Mary.