Ib and Mary rushed through the puzzles, with the help of Garry below. They were about to move the mannequin head, but when they entered the room, it was different. The whole room was ablaze, except for a narrow pathway down the middle. At the end was a large painting they had never seen before. It was a black canvas with a white handprint right in the center.

"I think it says…Destiny's Hands…But I'm not sure." Mary mumbled.

"We should move on… I don't like this room." Ib said nervously.

"But we need to go in this room to move on!" Mary said, taking a step towards the fire.

"No! Wait… I'll go." Ib replied, pulling Mary away from the flames. "It's too narrow for us both to go, and I don't want you getting hurt." Ib quickly moved Mary out of the way and started to walk down the path of inferno. As she approached the painting, she read the real title. "Doom's Hand" she mumbled.

Suddenly, the path behind her burst into flames. She heard Mary scream as the fire slowly started to approach her. She backed into the wall, and her sock caught fire. She removed her shoes and socks, and felt a hand on her shoulder. But before she could turn around, it pulled her in. She felt something out of her pocket as she was pulled into the abyss.

"Ib!" Mary screamed, unable to see the event that had unfolded due to the rising flames. The flames died down, until the entire room was back to normal.

"Ib!" Mary ran to the pile of ash at the end of the room, tears flooding her eyes. Atop the ash was a piece of lemon candy, seemingly untouched by fire. "I'm so, so, sorry, Ib…" Mary voice trailed off with sobs and sniffles, as she curled up in a ball and cradled the candy in her hands.

Garry walked into the red room, surprised to find the gas already gone.

"Wow, they work fast," he mumbled to himself, picking up the ball of paint and pulling the switch. He had forced Bunny, now a doll again, to go in the doll room and retrieve the ball of white paint, as he refused to go in there. She also brought the ball of red paint, which she did not reveal how she had found it. After he went to retrieve the pink ball of paint, he opened the Guertena dictionary and flipped to the "M" page.

"Mary's not there. Big surprise." He said to no one in particular. "Well, that's all of them. I guess I'll go meet up with Ib and Mary." He walked up the stairs, hopping Ib was safe. As he turned the corner, he found himself looking at Mary, sitting in the corner staring sorrowfully at a piece of candy. Her face was wet with tears, and looked terrified when she saw Garry walk up the stairs.

"Mary! What happened?! Where's Ib?!" Garry hesitated. "Where… where did you get that candy?" Mary stared back at the candy, tears pooling in her eyes once more.

"I…we went to this room…sniff...where we were supposed to get rid of the gas. B-but it was different. It…It had a bunch of flames, and Ib-sniff- went in to look at a painting and…and…" Her tears cascaded down like waterfalls. "She…was burned. All…All I found was a pile of ashes and…and this candy…" Mary cried into her skirt. Garry stood wide-eyed at her. He felt a tear running down his cheek, followed by another, until his vision blurred with tears.

"This…This is your fault! I should have gone with you! I…" his voice cracked "I never should have let you go with Ib!" He grasped his head and his hands, gasping between sobs.

"NO! Ib asked me to go with her! You said ok! I-" Mary froze abruptly. Blood started to show through her shirt. Gasping in shock, Mary tried to take a step backwards only to have her legs buckle beneath her. The girl hit the ground with an audible thud, struggling for breath before shuddering and going deathly still. Standing behind her was Bunny, a stem in one hand, a fist full of yellow petals in the other. She gave Garry a spine-chilling smile.

"I live to serve you, My King."

A/N: Yeah… I don't know what possessed me to write this, but it just happened… This is from the mind of a twelve year old… Sorry it's short, but I'll write more soon.

-Metawolf56