Everything in the room was black: the walls, the door, the floor, and that statue which was like a bed.
The black walls had dimmed this room. The bed-like statue was right in the center of the room, with its color as gloomy as those walls. "The Final Stage" was written neatly on the white sign next to this statue.
A young girl with brown hair stood silently beside the statue. In the young girl's hand , a red rose was clasped. Her face was pale, as if she were seriously ill. There were absolutely no reliable family members with her, neither friends who could make her smile.
Although the room was filled with dim color, the girl wasn't uneasy. Instead, she felt this room had given her a sense of security, which she had never realized before. Perhaps it was because there was no danger nor death in this place.
After coming to this eerie place, the girl had lost her senses of time. What she only knew was that, she had been walking for a long, long time, and she would never knew how many doors she had opened, how many rooms she had passed through. On her way, she experienced too much. Countless memories flashed through her mind. Those strange riddles, those terrifying art works, that picture named The Two, those blue petals which spread upon on the floor, the palette knife which was burnt in those ashes…Also, the fear which dragged her into an abyss, the sadness which made her weep, the fatal loneliness, and endless thirst for home had been chasing her on the way. They kept crashing the girl's spirit, which made her heart fatigue although she looked calm.
She had no more desire to stay after she saw that corridor with no one else there. What she only wanted to do was to escape, from this frightful place, and then go home to reunion with mom and dad. She missed them very much. Since she had been away from them for a very long time, because she got lost here and was unable to find her way back. In order to leave here, she had been walking a long way. And now, she had arrived at this black and dark room.
There was nothing inside this room, except for that bed-like statue.
I should rest for a while, after this long journey, perhaps.
The girl thought, she came close to the statue slowly, and took her glance at it carefully.
She somehow sensed a nostalgic breath from the statue, which was the kind that had been out of touch with her for quite a while.
The girl was pretty tired. She really wanted to rest. That statue just looked so comfortable, which was attracting the tired girl to go forward and have a sleep there.
The girl sat on the statue without hesitating, and then lay down gently, she closed her eyes without a second thought.