The Doll Trap

Prologue - Lost Soul

Prologue - Lost Soul

“What are you doing?”

A beautiful girl of about sixteen turned with a smile on her face, “Looking at myself in the mirror. Aren't I beautiful?”

Suspicious blue eyes stared blankly into the girl's eyes, as if trying to find something in those mysterious orbs of violet, “That's not what you were looking at, was it?”

Life is boring. That's what I have always thought. Here in my closed world, where nothing new happens and traditions are carried on time after time, I bore myself to death. I'm suffocating in this tight place I call home.

But, one day, that boredom was taken away, and by nothing more than a mirror. No, I am not a narcissist, though that's what I tend to pretend to be, so that people won't notice what I'm really up to. Where I come from, everyone has a power, though actually more than one. There are the universal ones everyone has, and there are the ones unique to each individual or family. In my family, one of these powers, is to be able to look back to the original, as in original world. The way I look into it, is through a mirror.

“My, what could you be talking about?”

“Don't fake innocence with me. You may be able to trick mother and father, but you can't trick me.”

The girl's beautiful smiling face suddenly grew serious as her sister's words registered themselves in her mind, “So, what if I am?” She was now glaring intently, her violet eyes seeming to burn with a fiery passion that her blank expression didn't give away.

“You should stop. You know what will happen if they find out.” The elder sister's eyes didn't waver as she returned the gaze.

“No, I don't. What will happen?”

Seeing as how her passionate younger sister was not planning on giving up, the elder sister gave a tired sigh, and then locked gazes with her sister's passionate violet eyes once more, “I don't know. But, it's probably bad.”

The younger sister giggled, “I can't be afraid of the unknown!”

“You should.”

My elder sister's words echo in my mind til this day. Why didn't I listen to her?

“Here she comes!”

In this twisted world where it's hard to tell what is what, what seemed to be a ballroom emerged from it's dark abyss. All around was darkness, which seemed to go on and on and never end. Though this dark world seemed infinite and huge, it was extremely small compared to the original world.

Out of the darkness of the abyss, a checkered floor of black and white seemed to float amongst it. Above it, what seemed to be a giant crystal that glowed a pure white illuminated the space. The floor was crowed with people, men all dressed in exquisite suits, women in long or short gowns, of all types of styles and types and colors, and decorated in the most different ways, as if each person wanted to be as different from the other as possible. The “room” became silent as the clear voice of a woman echoed in the eternal darkness, announcing the entrance of the guest of honor.

On a staircase which seemed to emerge from the darkness, as the ball of white could only illuminate half it, a foot appeared. The foot was clad in an elegant high-heeled shoe made of what seemed to be tiny crystals just like the one that illuminated the room, only with a weaker light.

Clak. Clak. Clak.

As the owner of the glowing foot waked further down the stairs, her whole form was revealed.