Sorry for not updating for so long, been busy!
The violet eyes snapped open. (forgot his eye color, lets just say der violet, kay? good. XD) He sat up, no longer leaning against the wall.
Ib jumped back, startled. He froze and looked around. His wandering eyes reached her and he smiled, reaching forward as if checking she was real. "Ib? Is that really you?"
She smiled, her eyes stinging. "Yes..."
Insane laughter echoed from down the hall, coming closer. As it got closer, they began to hear racing footsteps along with it.
Ib froze and shut off the light, placing a finger to her lips. "Mary's around her, we have to hurry." She whispered.
On que, a green eyes peeked into the room, darker than they remembered and dilated, the pupil shaking slightly.
"I heard you, Ib! Come out, NOW!" She screeched, hurling herself against the door and into the room.
Ib grabbed onto Garry's hand harshly. "RUN!"
Reaching the other end of the hall, there was a crack in the floor boards, a ladder leading down. It wazs old looking and rusted.
Garry hesitated. "Ib, that doesn't look very safe-"
Mary's scream reached their ears, and they saw her charging, knife raised threatenly.
"Screw it." He muttered, grabbing Ib and jumping down, not even bothering to use the ladder.
They landed hard, Ib on her stomache and Garry on his butt. Grunting, Garry stiffly stood and slowly offered a hand to Ib. S
he grabebd hold of it and he pulled her up, wobbling slightly on her feet before finding her balance again.
Mary was gone, the ladder and hole they escaped with gone as well. The crack had disapeared entirely, like it never was there in the first place.
It was silent in the hole, and dark.
Very dark.
She couldn't see Garry, but could hear him breathing.
The museum seemed like a whole new place, completely unfamiliar to the museum they had been trapped in for so long many years ago.
Where were they?