Next chapter here it is! And yes I have seen people saying they want longer chapters and have no fear it was my plan all along to go back to the longer ones. This one is admittedly still a little shorter than the first two, but it's longer so have no fear!

The blue and red door both sat there waiting for me to choose between the two of them. If I could have things my ways, personally I would've made a door that clearly stated 'this way back to your normal life', but apparently whoever made this place wasn't on the same level of thinking as I was. I tried to think through any kind of symbolism I could to figure out which door would be the correct one which lead me to the obvious red is bad which then lead me to the idea that it could be a trick as that was way too obvious and it was actually the red door I wanted to go through. "There really is no easy way out of this," I muttered with a sigh. Thinking about it more there was also the possibility that it didn't matter which door I went through: both of them could lead to something horrible just different.

I knew standing here for the rest of my life debating the issue wasn't really doing me much good, but it appeared as though I was going to have plenty of time to think this out. Nothing was attacking me, so I was going to be careful.

Just when I let this relief sink in the sound of something pounding on the wall made me snap my head to the left to see what was going on. It was as though an invisible hand was stamping the letters onto the wall with something that looked an awful lot like blood as the words appeared:

Better be careful to not get hurt

With that lovely sentiment I made my way slowly over to the doors never letting my eyes look away from the words. I reached out with my hand to feel for the door and felt relief rush through me as I felt the cool touch of the knob in my grasp. Not bothering to see which door it was I turned the knob and leaned my weight against it slamming the door behind me with my eyes still glued to where the spot where the words would be in the other room.

It finally clicked in my brain that I was staring at the blue door and I wasn't sure how I felt about that. One thing I did know was that I did not want to turn around.

"Ib?!"

The one thing that could make me turn around came alive as I heard Garry's worried voice behind me. I spun around a smile breaking across my face and tears of joy pricking the back of my eyes. My euphoria was cut short though as I pressed myself against the door when I saw who was behind me.

"Did you really think he would be here?" Mary sneered turning to inspect her nails like they were the most important thing in the world.

I couldn't believe I was really staring at her face to face once again. She looked the exact same as before which didn't really surprise me; her being a painting obviously meant that she couldn't age. "How...how are you…" My voice was coming out as a hoarse whisper my mouth unable to form a coherent sentence.

With a dramatic roll of her eyes she let her hand flop by her side saying, "Oh would you quit freaking out already? I'm serious when I say I don't know what's going on this time and that I'm as much of a victim as you are."

Balling my hands into tight fists by my sides to stop them from shaking I found my voice, "You really expect me to believe you?"

"Yes because it's the truth. You should know considering you burned me and therefore I shouldn't even exist let alone be able to transport you to another dimension again. And I won't expect any apology for that by the way," she added the last part with a too bright smile. "I just can't believe how easy you are to trick; last time at least you were able to keep your cool and even used your brain to think rationally." Without warning she started wandering around the room never really looking at me as she continued on, "You really do care about that Garry guy though don't you? I was about ready to throw up it was so disgusting seeing how happy you were when you heard what you thought was him."

I wasn't really paying attention to her anymore as I let my own eyes wander around the room to take stock of my current situation. This room had paintings set along the walls at distinct intervals all of them being weird, abstract paintings that still didn't make much sense to me. There was a pedestal in the center of the room that held an empty vase filling me up with instant worry. "Was there a rose in that vase?"

Mary stopped her wandering and whipped around to look at me. She followed my shaky pointing finger to the center and purred, "Ah there was a rose in there. Before you go freaking out though there was only a yellow one and clearly yellow is not your color." Before I could argue with her she pulled a beautiful rose out of her pocket each of it's petals looking velvet and dainty like any real rose. There were only five petals on it seeing as she was still a child, but it still looked as though the rose had a million petals on it like it really should have.

The warning from the other room popped back into my head and that just made me feel even more frantic. "I need to find my rose!" The thought of it sitting out in the open where anything could easily take it and kill me without it without my knowledge horrified me and I knew I had to find it before I even thought about doing anything else.

"Well good luck finding it, cause I have no idea where it is. I was lucky and just appeared in this room with my rose sitting right there waiting for me," Mary stated nonchalantly obviously not caring if anything happened to me.

"You aren't going to help me?" I asked not believing that she had truly changed so much.

She snorted ungracefully while she lashed out, "Why should I help you?! You abandoned me even though all I wanted was a friend; you burned me alive and didn't even feel a thing about it while you just watched me whither away all alone!"

I opened my mouth to argue, but simply let it shut without saying anything. I knew I hadn't done anything wrong, that she was the one who should be apologizing for almost killing Garry and trying to trap me in that horrible place. The way she described everything I did though put the whole situation into a new perspective that I didn't like. "Well...you're here now."

"Oh yeah cause I want to be stuck wherever here is!"

As much as I hated to admit, something in my gut was telling me that I would need her help to get out of here. My gut was never wrong, but it just had to be wrong this one time. I mean she was the one who started this whole mess in the first place and she was staring the whole nightmare over again except this time I was all alone! But if you had never gone through that you would have never met Garry. A little voice in my head broke through my storming emotions to add that little tidbit into the mess.

That was one thing I did owe her if anything else. "Mary...neither of us will get out of here alive if we try to go our separate ways. So, as much as we disagree...what do you say we make a truce to get out of here?" I held out my hand waiting for her answer.

Even though she was completely still I could see the turmoil in her eyes revealing just how hard she was having to think this whole thing through. The same way I had. Finally, she put one foot in front of the other till she was in front of me and hesitantly took my hand, giving a firm shake to show her resolve. "Alright; temporary truce to get out of here."

There was the feeling that this was the right choice and that I had made the worst decision in my life battling inside me as I gave her a tentative smile.

Yeah I went there. Mary is here. BAM! Okay i'll shut up now. review and I will love you forever!