Ib

The sketchbook

Ib's pov.

Mary and I start to walk and see if there was anything else we could do. I notice the painting of lips was whispering something. Mary pauses and stands still.

I look back at her. "Mary? Are you okay?"

"Yes.. I'm okay.." She says quietly. "Am I oookaaay? Okay? Okay okayokay? Kay?" She laughs menacingly. "Ib, okay, Mary. I'm okay, Mary, me!" She laughs some more and storms off with the pallette knife in her hands.

"W-wait! Marry!" I yell and run after her.

I chase her down into the thin hallway we came from and gasp at what I see. She was using the knife to stab the mannequin head that was blocking the way out.

"In my way..." She mutters over and over again.

I slowly back away from her and run back to the room. She must've heard me, for she comes after me. She lightly taps my shoulder.

"Ib... Don't leave me..." She begs.

I  nod unsurely and run to the room with no color. I gasp when I see that there was a bridge that looked like a rainbow on the floor. I go across and get the key, then run to the door that was locked, avoiding Mary.

I walk inside and am about to go down the stairs, when marry comes up behind me, holding the pallette knife.

"Ib? Where are you going.?" She demands. "Why are you going on by yourself? We promised Wed be together..."

"I-i...." I tried to come up with something, but she interrupts me.

"Right?" She takes a step towards me with the knife.

I back away and realize that I am cornered.

"Why are you running ib?" She says and holds up the knife.

"IB!" Garry shouts and sprints up the stairs. He stands in front of me and  grabs ahold of the knife. Mary and Garry grapple for it.

"What do you think you are doing Mary?!" He demands

"Shut up! If you had just been good and waited there..!" She gasps when Garry pushes her down to the ground, knocking her unconscious.

"I knew it... You're.. Not human." Garry mumbles.

Garry turns to me. "Ib! Are you okay?! I'm so sorry I'm late!"

I look down to the floor and leap foreward, tackling him into a hug.

"I'm sorry. That must've been scary... But it'll be okay now." He says and hugs me back.

I pull away from him and look over to Mary. Garry does the same.

"You might not believe me, but Mary... She isn't real. She is a work of Guertena. Just like the statues and paintings."

I gasp as I hear this. I couldn't believe it. But it did explain the horrible feeling I had about her.

"I guess I didn't spend enough time with her to really notice it.." Garry says. "Its dangerous to stay with her... I know you might feel bad for her, but we need to get away."

I nod and walk out of the room. We head for the room that had a door blocked by a statue.

Garry moves it with ease and we press on.

He laughs a bit and asks. "Jeez.. How many of these things have I pushed today?"

I giggle in response.

There was a thin hallway of pink stairs that led down... The walls looked like they were made of stars.

"Its almost as if we're outside." I say to Garry.