Disclaimer: Yes I bought FMA!! I traded five dollars and a pack of doublemint gum for it!.... do you think Arakawa-san was joking?
Author's Note: Sorry I took so long things kept coming up and I forgot and... well any way lets get on with it
"Reality is a mystery Dr. Bonsaint, and the everyday texture of things is the cloth we draw over it to mask its brightness and darkness. I think we cover the faces of corpses for the same reason. We see the faces of the dead as a kind of gate. It's shut against us... but we know it won't always be shut. Someday it will swing open for each of us, and each of us will go through. But there are places where the cloth gets ragged and reality is thin. The face beneath peeps through... but not the face of a corpse. It would almost be better if it was.- N. from Just After Sunset by Stephen King
Amy stepped out of the phone booth breathing as though she had just run a marathon. She looked around noting how far the sun had sunk already, she didn't know where she was, but she did know it wasn't a place she wanted to be after dark. She looked to her left and saw a twisted and rusted iron gate, looking for all the world like a mouth-full of broken and gore-caked teeth. The huge decaying buildings stared hungrily at her through empty eye-sockets like dark windows... or were they windows like eye-sockets? She wasn't sure anymore.
All of a sudden she heard moaning like someone in horrible pain. She stood undecided for a minute, then set off in the direction of the sound, she couldn't very well leave someone in this place could she? Amy followed the sound, calling that she would help, she would be there and suddenly came on a hedge of black and twisted bushes, the moans seemed to be coming from directly behind the hedge. Still she felt a sudden rush of fear and loathing, for everything around her, from the crumbling staring towers to the moaning behind the tortured bushes.
Amy shook off the feeling, and pushed aside the bushes grimacing at their warm and almost pulsing touch, like some kind of hideous parasite, and saw... something. It was her height gelatinous or maybe seething like a huge mass of insects, it was black but more than simply the color black, more than the absence of light, this was the antithesis of light, the devourer of light its very presence making everything seem darker. And to her horror it spoke, its voice like gases bubbling up through a scum choked swamp, its speech was filled with those unpronounceable words of that strange book from the phone booth, but it said her name, this hideous nauseating thing knew her name.
Amy backed up stumbling and ran, her breath coming in ragged sobs, far too terrified to scream. When she finally stopped she had no idea where she was only that it was all too terrifyingly strange to be real. Everything was wrong, some buildings suggested angles that were impossible, others resembled shards of sun polished bone protruding jaggedly from the earth. Posters on telephone poles that looked more like fangs advertised insane names like R'lyeh and Nyarlahotep. Strange unfamiliar stars shone a cold light on everything that for some reason made her think of murder and torture and crazed laughter.
All of a sudden a figure came walking toward her from between two towers leaning at crazy angles. She was overjoyed to see the figure was human, at this point anything familiar was welcome no matter how horrible. Her heart sank back into her stomach when she realized it was her cab driver from earlier.
"Who are you?!" she screamed "what is this place?!"
He smiled unsettlingly, exposing black and rotted teeth dripping with greenish-yellow saliva like the fluid from an infected blister. "This," he said with a grand air that somehow made it even worse "is Central, the real Central, you think what you see everyday is real, but it is simply an illusion you puny humans create because your pathetic minds cannot comprehend the reality. Soon you will meet the Ancient Ones; Yog-Soggoth and Azathoth, and should your pitiful mind survive the encounter you will understand exactly what place humans inhabit in the universe."
The ground shook, and huge chunks of the street were torn up. And from beneath the ground rose a huge mass of writhing tentacles, so large as to dwarf the buildings that surrounded them. Amy screamed and closed her eyes to shut out the horror, and… nothing happened. The sounds and shaking fell away, and through her eyelids she could see the warm glow of streetlights, she opened her eyes and found herself not even a block away from Military Headquarters. She ran all the way to the huge white and wonderfully normal looking building bursting through the door and crying hysterically…
And so we've come full circle what happens next? stay tuned yeah whatever