Hi! I'm really sorry I've been so long with the next chapter but school is really irritating me right now, I have 2 exams on Tuesday and I've been studying for AGES! It's killing me! (Notice how studying has the word dying in it?) Cant believe I'm on chapter 8 already! and with all the support of you guys I keep on continuing so keep it coming ;) See ya next time :D

Chapter 8
I clenched my fists in a desperate attempt to hide my nervousness of the hours to come. Garry spotted that but made no sign of doing anything. He wasn't the happy, positive, nervous and squealing-like-a-girl Garry I had known before. He just traveled forward, refusing to look back at me, hiding something perhaps? The green corridor stretched down longer than any I had seen before. It looked like it would never end. The paintings on the walls were so close to us it was freaking me out.
"Uh... Garry?" I said, breaking the silence.
"Yes?" He said, still looking forward. Ok, so he's basically saying: shut up and leave me alone, by the tone of his voice.
"Where are we actually going?" I asked.
"Down this corridor." He answered, was that a joke or was it a smart remark, I didn't know.
"I mean, seriously." I said, not amused.
"To find food for the wooden lips. What else?" Garry snapped back. I felt hurt, then. How could he be so crabby with me? What did I do to aggravate him this much?
"Ok! God, don't have to yell." I answered back, cheekily. I saw Garry's fists clench in frustration.
"I didn't yell." He said shortly.
"Well... Uh, whatever." I said awkwardly. Suddenly he stopped abruptly and I accidentally bumped into him.
"Shh!" he hushed me and we both stood abruptly still in the corridors. We could Hear something, like it was scraping the walls. Then the running of feet. I suddenly stiffened in fear as I heard a scream. Garry stepped back and covered me with his hands. The running came closer until it pounded down the hall we were in.
I stiffened.
Garry tensed.

A dark silhouette emerged from the shadows that engulfed further down the corridor. It rested its hands on its knees and panted, and what looked like, wiped its brow. Me and Garry stood rooted to the spot. The head turned to look at us. The body suddenly stopped in motion staring at me and Garry. Then it hurtled towards us. I squealed and Garry looked like he was holding one back. He took a step back and I did the same, clinging onto his jacket.

"G-get... Y-y-you... N-need to... G-g...get the-" I heard the voice of the person pant. He was in front of us now, I could see him well.
He had jet black hair and bright green eyes that looked like they could see right through you. He looked about the same age as me. He was slim and fit for his age, I guess. But now he had collapsed to his knees in front of us, with cuts and scars on his cheeks and forehead. I stepped in front of Garry but Garry hesitated to let me go.
"Excuse me!? Are you alright?" I whispered.
"I-there- was-s this Hu-huge, well... M-monster coming fo-" he was cut off by a horrible screeching sound. Garry held his hands to his ears, baring his teeth. The sound had made the boy in front of us collapse on the floor. Garry was brought down to his knees as well, he looked like it was hurting him like it was hurting the boy. Holding my ears, I knelt down to see Garry but his eyes were squeezed shut and sweat dripped from his forehead. I wasn't taking it so bad as the boys were. Was it a girl thing?

Suddenly the sound stopped and Garry collapsed in a heap on the floor. I rushed to his side.
"Garry? Garry!?" I shook him but he was deeply unconscious. I started to panic, fighting back tears.
I went over to the other boy who was murmuring something I couldn't understand.
"What?" I asked him. "Your not making any sense!"
The boy's bright blue eyes widened and I dared not look over my shoulder. I closed my eyes and gulped. I felt something grab my shoulder with such strength it felt like it was crushing me. I screamed out for dear life. Garry's eyes flickered open, for only a second. The boy in front of me hauled himself up to his feet, he still looked completely dazed and out-of-it. He started to attack the hand grabbing my shoulder, then retrieved what looked like a hammer from his hoodie pocket and whacked it on the hand.
He hammered several times before the weight of the hand disappeared and I could feel the large chunks of stone running down my back. I stumbled away, leaning onto the wall. The boy looked at me with sad eyes and took a deep breath.

"Who are you?" I asked, forgetting to thank him for just saving my life!
"...Just call me... Trick." he let out a long breath, swaying on his feet. "And you?"
"...uh." I hesitated and looked back at Garry's unconscious body. "I'm Ib. That's Garry."
"Is h-he okay?" Trick asked, looking over at Garry.
"I... I don't know." I said, sniffing.
Trick looked back at me.
"Are YOU ok?" I asked him raising my eyebrows. He swayed on his feet for a moment and stumbled back when he tried to step forward.
"No..." He answered, he was about to fall so I rushed to his side and helped him down. He rested his head back against the wall.
"There... There is a place, d-down th-there" Trick pointed down the hallway he had run to us from. His arm fell limply back to his side.
"You can... There is... Something you need t-to get. I, well... I tried and f-failed, but these t-things... They don't seem to affect ..." he took a pause, getting a breath. He seemed very weak.
"They don't affect you. I-I just wanted to get o..." he trailed off and his eyes flickered shut.
"No! Trick tell me what I have to get! Tell me!" I cried, shaking him gently.
"The... girl." He murmured and then his head turned to the side and his body relaxed.
I stood up and looked at the 2 unconscious bodies in front of me. How was I to save them? Go down the corridor Trick had been stumbling down, gasping and screaming? But... If it would save Garry... I can't do this.
I can't be alone again. I cant stand sitting here and listening to the horrible noises this place makes, the creaking floorboards, the screeching doors, the scraping on the walls. I didn't want to close my eyes because I was scared that the next time I opened them, the lady in red would be right in front of me. I hugged my legs and rocked back and fourth forcing my self NOT to cry.

Who was the girl Trick had been talking about? Was she the key to set us free? And would she get out with us? I played with my hair nervously, glancing around but always ending up staring at the dark gloom in the bottom of the corridor. Should I do it? Would I do it? What if something happened to me? What if I never came back? I shuddered.
I slowly got up to my feet to find the my legs were shaking and I felt sick. Shakily I starting walking down the corridor after I had said my goodbyes to Garry. As I walked down it got darker and darker and I was terrified that Garry was not there to hold my hand.