Hello Again

Foul Greetings for You

Konyv had taken you back to the house. They had become more forceful and locked you in the room you had first woken up in. You know something you did was wrong. Phantasie is gone.

You are still curious as to what came out of your hand. You begin to peel at the skin. You can't seem to get through it. The skin had barely lessened. You bring the hand up to you mouth, and begin to suck at the thinner skin. It hurts only slightly.

Soon enough you get the blood, and almost immediately it forms into a little puppet. You reach down and try pulling it off the blood wires. It comes off easily. You set it in front of you. The girl that had appeared before is now sitting across from you, her legs crossed. She looks more human this time, but still like a frankenstien monster. Her smiling is surprisingly sweet and soft. She looks very alive. You're not sure if she is alive. She seems to be breathing. She doesn't say anything to help break the current silence.

As far as you can tell the blood doll is gone, so you infer that it only partially controls the girl. She breaths in a steady rhythm that seems almost too calm. You decide to break the silence. "So, what is your name," you say, breaking the silence like nails on a chalk board.

She moves her hands up and signs something with her hands. You stare at her for a while. She looks annoyed and rolls her eyes. She pulls the puppet out of her pocket, except now the puppet has color, and puts it on the ground in front of her. She signs it again. The puppet translates it with a high pitched child's voice, "She says she hasn't been named yet," the puppet then crawls onto your lap. It is adorable, with its little too hat, and continues to talk to you, "I already have a name. It is Wilson."

You smile at Wilson. He curls up in your lap and smiles at you. The girl begins signing things again. "Big sis says you have to name her or she goes away," Wilson says from his spot on your lap.

You stare at the girl for a moment. Naming something is surprisingly harder than you would think. You settle on a name. "Your name is now Thread," you tell her, almost ashamed of using an item for a name.

She nods. She gives you a thumbs up. Almost immediately after there is a knock at your door and Phantasie walks in, her dress swaying majestically. Thread and Wilson immediately disappear without a sound or movement. Phantasie sits down in the exact spot thread had been sitting in, unaware of Wilson and Thread's earlier presence. You feel the skin of your hand heal quickly. "I'm sorry for the way I acted earlier. It was very dramatic," she starts, "Konyv is also sorry for their actions. Although I have yet to convince them to say so. When Konyv does want to apologize I'll be sure it happens, but that is beside the point. You are technically new here so you must have many questions. Especially because it seems you have forgotten everything."

You hesitate. You don't really have questions she can answer. "Well really only one question comes to mind at the moment. Why don't you call Konyv a he or she?"

"Well," she says with a slight giggle, "Konyv is actually a book. They don't have a gender so sometimes they want to be a she and sometimes they want to be a he, but most of the time they are just a they. Konyv is just a character in its own book."

"Ok" you say slightly confused.

She giggles again, "I know it's confusing, but grab your bag. We're going out to dinner to make earlier up to you."

Phantasie gets up and ruffles your hair before leaving the room. You grab your bag, and are downstairs in no time. Tonight will be nice.